Then Capes’ footsteps approached. ’ It was the Press who forced the identity upon me. ’ Roding started. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. Not afraid of me, either. .
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