. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. '" "An ingenious device," laughed Gay. In a few minutes after the delivery of this note he will be in Newgate. Then he understood. Listen, Jack. "Oh! they are—are they?" muttered Jack, triumphantly; "that'll do. ’ His features relaxed again and he grinned. “But this is a surprise!” said Ramage.
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