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Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. But in a moment she believed she understood. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. Small wonder she had learned to be self-reliant.
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