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I
never
had
any
reason
to
doubt
the
exact
truth
of
what
he
thus
told
me
.
The
officer
who
steered
the
galley
gave
the
same
account
of
their
going
overboard
.
When
I
asked
this
officer
’
s
permission
to
change
the
prisoner
’
s
wet
clothes
by
purchasing
any
spare
garments
I
could
get
at
the
public
-
house
,
he
gave
it
readily
:
merely
observing
that
he
must
take
charge
of
everything
his
prisoner
had
about
him
.
So
the
pocket
-
book
which
had
once
been
in
my
hands
passed
into
the
officer
’
s
.
He
further
gave
me
leave
to
accompany
the
prisoner
to
London
;
but
declined
to
accord
that
grace
to
my
two
friends
.
The
Jack
at
the
Ship
was
instructed
where
the
drowned
man
had
gone
down
,
and
undertook
to
search
for
the
body
in
the
places
where
it
was
likeliest
to
come
ashore
.
His
interest
in
its
recovery
seemed
to
me
to
be
much
heightened
when
he
heard
that
it
had
stockings
on
.
Probably
,
it
took
about
a
dozen
drowned
men
to
fit
him
out
completely
;
and
that
may
have
been
the
reason
why
the
different
articles
of
his
dress
were
in
various
stages
of
decay
.
We
remained
at
the
public
-
house
until
the
tide
turned
,
and
then
Magwitch
was
carried
down
to
the
galley
and
put
on
board
.
Herbert
and
Startop
were
to
get
to
London
by
land
,
as
soon
as
they
could
.
We
had
a
doleful
parting
,
and
when
I
took
my
place
by
Magwitch
’
s
side
,
I
felt
that
that
was
my
place
henceforth
while
he
lived
.
For
now
,
my
repugnance
to
him
had
all
melted
away
;
and
in
the
Hunted
,
wounded
,
shackled
creature
who
held
my
hand
in
his
,
I
only
saw
a
man
who
had
meant
to
be
my
benefactor
,
and
who
had
felt
affectionately
,
gratefully
,
and
generously
,
towards
me
with
great
constancy
through
a
series
of
years
.
I
only
saw
in
him
a
much
better
man
than
I
had
been
to
Joe
.
His
breathing
became
more
difficult
and
painful
as
the
night
drew
on
,
and
often
he
could
not
repress
a
groan
.
I
tried
to
rest
him
on
the
arm
I
could
use
,
in
any
easy
position
;
but
it
was
dreadful
to
think
that
I
could
not
be
sorry
at
heart
for
his
being
badly
hurt
,
since
it
was
unquestionably
best
that
he
should
die
.
That
there
were
,
still
living
,
people
enough
who
were
able
and
willing
to
identify
him
,
I
could
not
doubt
.
That
he
would
be
leniently
treated
,
I
could
not
hope
.
He
who
had
been
presented
in
the
worst
light
at
his
trial
,
who
had
since
broken
prison
and
had
been
tried
again
,
who
had
returned
from
transportation
under
a
life
sentence
,
and
who
had
occasioned
the
death
of
the
man
who
was
the
cause
of
his
arrest
.
As
we
returned
towards
the
setting
sun
we
had
yesterday
left
behind
us
,
and
as
the
stream
of
our
hopes
seemed
all
running
back
,
I
told
him
how
grieved
I
was
to
think
that
he
had
come
home
for
my
sake
.
"
Dear
boy
,
"
he
answered
,
"
I
’
m
quite
content
to
take
my
chance
.
I
’
ve
seen
my
boy
,
and
he
can
be
a
gentleman
without
me
.
"
