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He's now in spring-ankle warehouse with Sir Rowland Trenchard. I want you to be my lover. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. And so she came upon the word Love. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr.
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