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"Let me go first," said Blueskin; "the dogs know me. You might trust me with the Chevalier himself,—I'd never betray him. " "Bull's eye!" piped O'Higgins. " Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried. This is simply a chapter of coincidences.
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