"Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning," said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. Her eyes flashed and she withdrew the dagger, pulling away from him. "I am twenty," said the girl. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. “Dear me! I wonder what I ought to do. I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan.
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