" "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. This purse," he added, chinking it in the air, "and this ring, were given me for him just now by the lady, who made a false step on leaving your house. Ennison, who had been standing with his back to the window, came suddenly a little further into the room. The knife is at my breast.
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