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"Look to the horses, Obadiah. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. "I was at Tyburn. Tickle the ears of their reverences with any idle nonsense you please: but tell them nothing you care to have repeated. Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search.
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