” “No,” she moaned, “not that. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. ’ She bit her lip, and then turning her face away, emitted another sigh. Hogarth, before the jailer," replied Jack. He took a sip of punch and commenced his relation. 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.
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