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The priceless things were gathered, the belongings packed. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. I'll lay my life he's gone. ” She turned herself to one side and propped her head in her hand. ’ A laugh escaped her. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. She listened, her suspicions confirmed.
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