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"I told you the prison wasn't built that could hold me," cried Jack. 4. The light disappeared. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. One studies Nature in order not to be blindly ruled by her. I am a physician first, which gives the man in me a secondary part. She was shocked.
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