The chair, meanwhile, with its unhappy load, was transported at a brisk pace to Newgate. ’ ‘What?’ ‘Neat little toy. Luck. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. To disillusion her, forthwith. They say it hasn't been opened for eight years—but I won't be eight years in getting out of it. Having drunk as much as he thought prudent, and thanked his unknown friend for his attention, Jack again lay down on the straw, and indulged himself with another nap, intending to get up as soon as it was perfectly dark.
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