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I am—’ ‘Like me, entirely English. Apparently he thought it very much worth while. He had not had time to aim the pistol. ‘Troops?’ ‘Go, man,’ urged the major in an undervoice. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. He struck out from the shoulder, and the man measured his length upon the pavement. Stanley. Old implements of housebreaking were discovered; and the thief-taker's most hidden depositories were laid bare. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue.

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