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'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. Kneebone, and feeling certain of capturing him if he did so, Shotbolt, on quitting Newgate, hurried to the New Prison to prepare for the enterprise. Jack, who had been lingering near the group, now walked on. “Turn me. “Aren’t we all just odds and ends of humanity —the left-overs, you know. I did think it could be done. I see that compromise is more necessary to life than I ignorantly supposed it to be, and I have been trying to get Lord Morley’s book on that subject, but it does not appear to be available in the prison library, and the chaplain seems to regard him as an undesirable writer. "We must change the subject," remarked Thornhill, pausing in his task; "this will never do. Let me see now. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it.
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