"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. "Here," repeated her brother. ’ ‘Ain’t it? Want me to give you some time with her? Not that I think she’ll tell you anything. You are afraid of kisses. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked. \"Sure, I'd love to borrow some clothes for the night. ” The wonderful likeness between the two girls was never less noticeable than at that moment. "Get it over quickly," said Trenchard, in a whisper to the thief-taker. A vast relief filled Spurlock's heart as he decided to tell this man everything which related to Ruth.
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