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“Anoush lied to him! She told him he was a fool as she was already married to a rich Sultan. A narrow entry, formed by two low walls, communicated with the main thoroughfare; and in this passage, under the cover of a penthouse, stood Wood, with his little burthen, to whom we shall now return. He wondered if the young fool had any idea of what he had drawn in this tragic lottery called marriage. There was also a curious interview at a big hotel with a middle-aged, white-powdered woman, all covered with jewels and reeking of scent, who wanted a Companion. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. " "By Jack Sheppard!" exclaimed the thief-taker.
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