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Meanwhile, the executioner had attached strong cords to his ankles and wrists, and fastened them tightly to the iron rings. "Raise your vice, and lave off coughin'," added Terence. When the lad is fit to be moved, we’ll bring him home. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. Kneebone begged him to take the prisoner into the churchyard. Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every direction. When he saw, his roars could be heard across the lagoon. He is coming here to tea.
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