You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere. When he arrived at Hoxton, he found the walls covered with placards offering a reward for his apprehension, and he everywhere appeared to be the general subject of conversation. ‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. But, when? When do they go?’ ‘Today, miss.
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