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In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. Rot, no doubt; but we can’t alter it. " "Didn't some of them … try to touch you?" "Not the true unfortunates. Wet as he was, he felt if he lay down in the grass, he should perish with cold; while, if he sought a night's lodging in any asylum, his dress, stained with blood and covered with dirt, would infallibly cause him to be secured and delivered into the hands of justice. At length, however, she threw herself off; and Jack carefully guiding the rope she landed in safety. "Once for all, I shall go. " "A white wall is a fool's paper, Jack,—remember that," rejoined Wood. Jonathan threw open the street-door.
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