“I’ve got bad faults. "You've won your wager. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. It is better to face the truth. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. "I alone am to blame. There's a feather in your cap! No house-breaker was ever so highly honoured before. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. " "No—no," laughed Jack.
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