They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. No one spoke, and she was impelled to flounder on. "You have," rejoined Jonathan, laying a forcible grasp on his shoulder. I'll lay my life he's gone.
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