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My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. Having heard from Thames that you were better, and that your sole anxiety was about me, I came to give you the first intelligence of my escape. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. ‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. You guys don’t fool around, that was one big Thanksgiving dinner. As no apprehension was entertained of an escape by this outlet,—nothing of the kind having been attempted by the boldest felon ever incarcerated in Newgate,—both doors were generally left open during the daytime.
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