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Either Sydney or Mr. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. ’ ‘You,’ announced the lady, throwing an explosive glare at the captain, ‘are a person entirely without sense. Gay, I've been in many odd quarters of our city—have visited haunts frequented only by thieves—the Old Mint, the New Mint, the worst part of St. An unhappy little sigh escaped her. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. Remarking that they struck off at a turning on the left, he took the same road, and soon found himself on Paddington-Green.
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