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As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. Spare me, and I'll be quiet—quiet —quiet!" "Mother!" said Jack, advancing towards her. You, sir,” he added, turning to Brendon, “had better take my card round to the police station in Werner Street and ask that Detective Dorling be sent round here at once on urgent business. . " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. The Pursuit. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg. She got home every night in time to cook supper and it was good money. Now, will you stand aside?" "I won't," answered Jack, obstinately. “Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. Life is so good. “Still, since it is better to tell you, Sir John is very much in earnest, but his respectability is something altogether too overpowering. Jackson. Smith obeyed.
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