Figg," said Jack. Sebastian leapt down into the crypt. Always as black and bitter as gall. Traversing what remained of Wych Street at a rapid pace, and speeding along Drury Lane, the trio soon found themselves in Kendrick Yard. "Drink this," cried Jonathan, handing her the cup.
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