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"Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. “I dare not,” she answered. And me, I wish to know why you have seen him. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. The Bishop, however, to show him the danger of meddling with the church, gave him a dance at Tyburn for his pains. Words of encouragement and sympathy were addressed to Jack, who, as he looked around, beheld many a friendly glance fixed upon him. My little maidservant will think that I am lost. .
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