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"You'll not forget the thousand, Sir Rowland—short accounts, you know. ” He said. That Capes should love her seemed beyond the compass of her imagination. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. CHAPTER XIV.
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