Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March. There is a railroad. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip. “Forgive you, indeed. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. “I’ve been looking out for you,” he said. "The deuce he has! Why, it's only a few hours since I beheld him chained down with half a hundred weight of iron, in the strongest ward at Newgate.
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