But, as this produced no effect, and did not even elicit a groan, the prisoner was carried back to Newgate. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. " Jonathan gave utterance to a torrent of imprecations.
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