The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. "There'll be a louder echo here presently," thought Jonathan. On their return, the jailers raised up Jonathan, who was weltering in his blood, and who appeared to be dying. The picturesque scoundrel had the true gift; and Spurlock was filled with pity at the thought of such genius gone to pot. "Call me Hoddy.
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