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Figg! In a few minutes, all will be over. I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were blistered. The winters were bitter here, they could have just as easily been frozen off. . ‘I’ve finished me report, sir,’ Trodger said aggrievedly. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. For you know that I have made up my mind to dig a little way into life single-handed. I ought to have gone long ago. He then tried the door of Mr. ” He said. The latter seemed inclined to advance and address the former; but suddenly changing his mind, he shouted to his companion in tones familiar to the stranger's ear; and, striking spurs into his steed, dashed off at full speed along the Edgeware Road.
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