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“I do wish you and your father could come to some agreement. Towards night, however, he ventured out, and walked on towards London. He shall expiate his offences on the gibbet. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. Even when you've a knave to deal with, let your actions be plain, and above-board. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. No more scuffling.
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