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Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack listened, but could detect no sound. To them all I am nothing. At this piece of information, the two subordinate officers were observed to exchange glances; and, after a little agreeable raillery on their captain's gallantry, they begged permission to accompany him in his visit. He smiled inwardly. But in the early days of her abduction, she did not allow him to touch her. Just as he was about to drain it, he encountered the basilisk glance of Jonathan Wild, and paused. He was a young man of about two-and-twenty, who, without having anything remarkable either in dress or appearance, was yet a noticeable person, if only for the indescribable expression of cunning pervading his countenance.
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