What's-your-name?" "Shotbolt, Sir," replied the jailer. She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. “You doubted me?” She joked. Plus he’s a genius. ‘I escape from a fate entirely misérable, you understand. The novel danger of the situation enthralled him.
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