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The jailers robbed the prisoners: the prisoners robbed one another. "It is not too late to repair the wrong I have done my nephew," cried Trenchard. An hour was then passed in conversation as to the possibility of rendering any assistance to Jack; in deploring his unhappy destiny; and in the consideration of the course to be pursued in reference to Jonathan Wild. There was no other door in it, and Jack therefore struck into another entry which branched off to the right. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct.
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