He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. ‘Well, shan’t I come to the major’s house up Stratton Street, sir?’ ‘I’ll give the major your report, Trodger. If ever he requires my services, he shall find I'm not ungrateful. CHAPTER VIII. “One genius in the family is enough. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father. And thus he effected his escape from the New Prison.
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