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She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. Immediately beneath the pulpit stood a large circular pew where malefactors under sentence of death sat to hear the condemned sermon delivered to them, and where they formed a public spectacle to the crowds, which curiosity generally attracted on those occasions. It’s that father of yours you take after, no question. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had. Sydney was watching her eagerly.
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