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The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. I overheard Jonathan Wild's instructions to Quilt Arnold, and though he spoke in slang, and in an under tone, my quick ears, and acquaintance with the thieves' lingo, enabled me to make out every word he uttered. It was less will than education. "Well, Sir Rowland," he said, after a brief pause, during which the knight regarded him with a searching glance, as if endeavouring to recall his features, "I will not gainsay your words. "But I tell you frankly, and Mr. His name was Sebastianus. ” “Much better,” she agreed. That was life.
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