That night in his den he smoked many pipes. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. The rest of his attire was nondescript. I don’t know. I don’t think women need to trouble about political questions. The two friends contrasted strikingly with each other. As no apprehension was entertained of an escape by this outlet,—nothing of the kind having been attempted by the boldest felon ever incarcerated in Newgate,—both doors were generally left open during the daytime.
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