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But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. "One motive alone shall induce me to go on with you," said Jack. ” Mike said as he opened the door. “You know of no one likely to have had a grudge against this man?” he asked. So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. I haven't much money; I don't know how much it is going to cost me to reach Hartford; so I fixed over a couple of my mother's dresses. Warding off the blows as well as he could with the bar, Jack struck both the horses on the head, and the animals plunged so violently, that they not only prevented their riders from assailing him, but also kept off the hostlers; and, in the confusion that ensued, Jack managed to spring over the fence, and shaped his course across the field in the direction of Sir John Oldcastle's.
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