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’ It was the Press who forced the identity upon me. Jack had well-nigh fallen too. His breakfast despatched, which he ate with a wolfish appetite, he walked over to Newgate, chuckling as he went at the consternation which his appearance would create amongst the turnkeys. ” “What ball?” The question was rhetorical.
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