Jonathan had not deceived him. Ed. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. I meant to give him a drubbing. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false.
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