"Wretch!" cried Jack. They were sounding more and more like Civic every day. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on the gibbet. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue paper round the electric bulb. I am a pauper, and as yet I have not discovered how to earn money.
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