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" "In whose favour is it made?" he inquired, sternly. She stood there limply and did not act to resist him. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. " "That wouldn't answer my purpose," replied Jonathan, savagely. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. In olden days it boasted a chapel, dedicated to Saint Thomas; beneath which there was a crypt curiously constructed amid the arches, where "was sepultured Peter the Chaplain of Colechurch, who began the Stone Bridge at London:" and it still boasted an edifice (though now in rather a tumbledown condition) which had once vied with a palace,—we mean Nonesuch House.
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