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He seized a tray, squatted on the floor, and imitated the tom-tom. “I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell. But when she reached the pavement outside her teeth were clenched, and she carried herself unconsciously an inch or so higher. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. "To be sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his poor father suffered.
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