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do anything? Oh dear no. Swear that? Over and again. No motives

but motives of sheer patriotism? None whatever.

The virtuous servant, Roger Cly, swore his way through the

case at a great rate. He had taken service with the prisoner, in

good faith and simplicity, four years ago. He had asked the

prisoner, aboard the Calais packet, if he wanted a handy fellow,

and the prisoner had engaged him. He had not asked the prisoner

to take the handy fellow as an act of charitynever thought of

such a thing. He began to have suspicions of the prisoner, and to

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keep an eye upon him, soon afterwards. In arranging his clothes,

while travelling, he had seen similar lists in the prisoner’s pockets,

over and over again. He had taken these lists from the drawer of

the prisoner’s desk. He had not put them there first. He had seen

the prisoner show these identical lists to French gentlemen at

Calais, and similar lists to French gentlemen, both at Calais and

Boulogne. He loved his country, and couldn’t bear it, and had