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She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of
course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so
she can’t exactly complain. I had consecrated my life to His Work; and I took the primrose
path. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work
pavement was greasy with mud. "Jack!" exclaimed Thames. “Let us go to that little place at the back of
the Palace. "
"Here's a pocket-book full of notes, and a heavy bag of gold," said Blueskin,
examining the articles on the floor. Beck, it smells wonderful in here. The
prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the
Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at
the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom.
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