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"Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. "Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. I came back to say, that I've placed your nephew in a coach; and, if you'll be at my lock in the Old Bailey an hour after midnight, you shall hear the last tidings of him. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. But one must disguise oneself. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. Man's fate is in his own hands. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on. 3. In each corner stood a stout square post reaching to the ceiling. It was perfectly logical. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country.
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