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It had felt wonderful to pick up the fiddle again. "During the whole of that time I have been a close prisoner in Newgate, whence I have only just escaped. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “I have had a trying evening and I need rest.

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