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" "May be," returned the man gravely. She is something different. "Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done. As it was feared that some mischief would ensue, Wild volunteered, if he were allowed a small body of men, to ride forward to Tyburn, and keep the ground clear until the arrival of the prisoner. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it.
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