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But you must leave us now, dear Winny, Jack and I have something to settle between ourselves. The grim mockery of it!—those South Sea loafers, taking advantage of Enschede's Christianity and imposing upon him, accepting his money and medicines and laughing behind his back! No doubt they made the name a byword and a subject for ribald jest in the waterfront bars. “What is the good of pretending?” she said. “I liked him, and I never undeceived him. Why do you think I’m indulging in all this very un-English love talk?’ ‘But you are idiot, Gérard. In this way, Jack was brought back to Newgate, and again chained down in the Middle Ward.
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