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Then instinct took over. " "Your prisoner!" echoed Jonathan, derisively. Trodger laid down their muskets and turned on them. But just as they were about to place him on the ground, he burst from their hold, and made a desperate spring at Jonathan, who was standing with his arms folded near the door watching the scene. Voilà tout. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I can sell. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison.
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