It was a pity he didn't break his neck, for he was hanged within the year. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. I wish to prevent a repetition of any such errand as I presume you have come here upon this evening.
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