A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. “I’m not gentle. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. Wood; "I can't for an instant question such distinterested testimony.
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