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“Have some more port wine, sir?” “It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. “But I’m afraid you are going to be in a hopeless minority here as regards me. ’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. The air became hot and swollen with June humidity. The body of Jack Sheppard, meanwhile, was borne along by that tremendous host, which rose and fell like the waves of the ocean, until it approached the termination of the Edgeware Road.
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