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James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. Well, I don't think they'll any of 'em nab him, that's one comfort. Beware of him, my son! Beware of him! You know not what villany he is capable of. And it's uncanny. Was he pleased?” “Calmly! He said—you won’t mind my telling you?” “Not a bit. Within that dungeon lay Captain Bew, Rumbold and Whitney—a jolly crew! All carved their names on the stone, and all Share the fate of the brave Du Val! With their chisels so fine, tra la! "Save us!" continued the apprentice, "I hope this beam doesn't resemble the Newgate stone; or I may chance, like the great men the song speaks of, to swing on the Tyburn tree for my pains. . Nothing but the constraint of social usage now linked him to her.
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