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Jack could hardly be accounted good-looking: Thames, on the contrary, was one of the handsomest boys possible. Ireton, was appointed to the office, stood with a hammer in one hand, and a punch in the other, near the great stone block, ready to fulfil his duty. But, as this produced no effect, and did not even elicit a groan, the prisoner was carried back to Newgate. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister.
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