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There wasn’t, I know, between myself and my father. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. Having now fairly got out of Newgate for the second time, with a heart throbbing with exultation, he hastened to make good his escape. The manservant shall bring your trunks in and pay the fare too, if you like. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray.
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