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Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. ’ A twinkle crept into Mrs Sindlesham’s eye. At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. "Well, lad, supposing you read what the editor has to say?" was McClintock's suggestion, when the frolic was over.
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