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There were mysterious rustlings that made him glance hopefully toward the sea. "I suppose I must have been senseless for some time; for, on coming to myself, I found this gash in my head, and the ground covered with blood. “Ass!” he went on, still warming. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. He's the most daring and expert housebreaker that ever used a crow-bar. Besides—there is Sir John.
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