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I shall be delighted to rescue you. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. I am your servitor. The tall, blond boys, right?” “That’s them. Spurlock dove headlong at the other's legs, toppling the man. I worshipped women long before I found any woman I might ever hope to worship. She drifted northward from the Strand, and came on some queer and dingy quarters. Near to these hopeful youths sat a fence, or receiver, bargaining with a clouter, or pickpocket, for a suit,—or, to speak in more intelligible language, a watch and seals, two cloaks, commonly called watch-cases, and a wedge-lobb, otherwise known as a silver snuff-box.
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