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When the prisoner was removed from the dock, we met Jonathan as we passed through the yard. She was chaffing him about being taken for Meysey Hill, and suggested that he should be presented to me as the millionaire. The foremost, tall, clean-shaven, perfectly groomed, half extended his hand with a smile of recognition. Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. ” “Who cooked it all?” He asked. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity.
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