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‘Don’t count on it. They had escaped from the New
Prison, it is true; but the wall of Clerkenwell Bridewell, by which that jail was
formerly surrounded, and which was more than twenty feet high, and protected
by formidable and bristling chevaux de frise, remained to be scaled. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party. The man is a stranger to me. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and
shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making,
and a scattering of woollen threads about it. “No! I want to do without that. So far as I'm concerned, nothing could please me
more. Go quickly and call him.
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