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He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. Nobody ever called me John, that I recollect. Listen, it is I. "Thank you, sir," said Spurlock, holding out his hand. Her hair got loose, her hat came over one eye, and she had no arm free to replace it. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America. "I am," replied Jonathan, following him, "and so," he added in an undertone, "are your captors. I know life. However good you were to me, and however happy I was in other ways, I should find this intolerable. "My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance.
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