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ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they could not make out who had uttered it. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. He had nothing more to say either to her or to Spurlock. My very sentences stumble and give way. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. " Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him. He was content to talk about himself, though in the back of his clever mind he already suspected that she was not offering any details about her life. " "Not now," returned Thames, impatiently. His expression altered. ’ She moved quickly to the nearest bookcase, and listened intently to the sound of Jack’s voice. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own.
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