"I have saved the executioner a labour, by cutting his throat," replied Blueskin. If I'd been in the way, instead of Jonathan Wild, that accident wouldn't have happened. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. Nor my grandfathers both. "You depart for Lancashire to-morrow.
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