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No one was allowed to pass along Newgate Street, which was barricaded and protected by a strong constabulary force. This service rendered, without waiting for any farther order, she withdrew. Let me take the satchel, sir. Kneebone," she added, drawing up her magnificent figure to its full height, and making the heavy cudgel whistle through the air, "look to yourself. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. CHAPTER XXI. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay.
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