Don't be afraid. If I don't, you shall clap me in the Condemned Hold in his stead. I've sent for the priest. It was a moment before he recognised that the effect had been similar on all those present, including General Lord Charvill. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face.
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