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"You're a bold fellow, Jack," rejoined the blacksmith. . " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. "If this document is correct," continued Wood, "and I am persuaded it is so,— you are as unfortunate as wicked. ’ ‘That’s odd. . "If I hadn't just left him, I could have sworn it was Mrs. She lied. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. Be on your guard. She fell into another depression, refusing to touch Sebastian or call him husband when he demanded it. I—I hurt myself.
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