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“The doctor has asked me to give them my reasons—for shooting myself. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. " "He protect you," retorted Blueskin, maliciously; "you haven't a worse enemy on the face of the earth than Jonathan Wild. You fell in at once with her quixotic and damnable scheme of foisting her reputation and her follies upon your shoulders whilst she marries a rich man and commences all over again a life of selfish pleasure. Valade, who was standing by her chair, glancing around the packed pink-papered saloon with a heavy frown on his face, was a thickset man of coarse, reddened feature, with a discontented air. "But I shall watch night and day about Newgate, in the hope of getting him out. "Not entirely," replied Jonathan, calmly; "though I shouldn't be ashamed of it if it were. "How go you like your quarters, sauce-box?" asked Sharples, in a jeering tone. Ah Coom. Arrived at the latter place, Jonathan, who, meanwhile, had contrived to liberate his attendants from their bonds, drew up at the Six Bells, and hiring a couple of horses, despatched his attendants in search of Jack Sheppard, while he proceeded to town. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me.
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