The latter began to heave himself up from the sand. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed. Give him this letter, child, and bid him take it to the Lodge at Newgate without loss of time. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. Opening the door he then stepped into a dark narrow passage leading, as he was well aware, to the chapel.
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