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Title: Charles Lever's novels
Year: 1880 (1880s)
Authors: Lever, Charles James, 1806-1872 Browne, Hablot Knight, 1815-1882
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Publisher: London, New York : G. Routledge and Sons
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ms of mad confusion, in which a man can-not say whether he is on the verge of inevitable ruin, orhas just been rescued from a dreadful fate. I would not,if even I could, recount all that I suffered that night.There was not a scene of open shame and disgrace thatI did not picture to myself as incurring. I was every-where in the stocks or the pillory. I wore a woodenplacard on my breast, inscribed, Potts, the Impostor.I was running at top speed before hooting and yellingcrowds. I was standing with a circle of protectingpolicemen amidst a mob eager to tear me to pieces. I•was sitting on a hard stool while my hair was beingcropped ci la Pentonville, and a grey suit lay ready forine when it was done. But enough of such a drearyrecord. I believe I cried myself to sleep at last, and soBoundly, too, that it was very late in the afternoon ere Tawoke. It was the sight of the barricade I had erectedat my door gave me a clue to the past, and again I buriedmy face in my hands, and wept bitterly.
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There was Vaterchen on his head, with a branch of candles between his feet. 241 CHAPTER XXYIII. RESULTS OF THE EXPERIMENT. I COULD not bear the loud and repeated knockings wliicliwere made at my door, as at first waiters, and then thelandlord himself, endeavoured to gain admittance. Atlength, a ladder was placed at the window, and a courage-ous individual, duly armed, appeared at my casement andsummoned me to surrender. With what unspeakablerelief did I learn that it was not to apprehend or arrestme that all these measures were taken ; they were simplythe promptings of a graceful benevolence, a sort ofrumoured intimation having got about, that I had takenprussic acid, or was being done to death by char-coal. Imagine a prisoner in a condemned cell suddenlyawakened, and hearing that the crowd around him con-sisted not of the ordinary, the sheriff, Mr. Calcraft andCo., but a deputation of respectable citizens come tooflTer the representation of their borough or a piece ofplate, and then

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