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. ’ She stopped, for Jack was feebly laughing. She—She can snub him. While this was effected, intelligence was brought that a formidable mob was pouring down Field Lane, the end of which was barricaded. It never seems to enter their heads to try and amuse their menkind. "Now, then, Saint Giles!" interposed Sheppard, "are we to be kept here all night?" "Eh day!" exclaimed Sharples: "wot new-fledged bantam's this?" "One that wants to go to roost," replied Sheppard.
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