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He is in Newgate. He trembled violently. "Surely," he added, staring at Rowland, "either I'm greatly mistaken, or it is—" "You are not mistaken, Baptist," returned Rowland with a gesture of silence; "it is your old friend. ” She nodded. " "Jack!" cried Thames, in indignant surprise. As matters now stand, I'm only a thief, not a blackguard. The Press Room, to which Blueskin was conveyed on his arrival at the jail, was a small square chamber, walled and paved with stone.
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