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I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. "I'm only a benighted fool; and having said that, I have said everything. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. All the rest is humbug and delicacy. Just as Jack gained the entrance, he heard a man's footstep behind him, and aware that the slightest indiscretion would betray him, he halted, uncertain what to do.
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