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Down under the incalculable selfishness of the penitent child there was the man's uneasy recollection of Judas. He saw Enschede, making the empty sea, alone, alone, forever alone. ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold.
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