"Blueskin," said Ireton. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. The whole affair interested him deeply.
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