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” Anna nodded. He drew a little sigh of relief. We don’t want no trouble, do we?’ At sight of him, everything went out of Melusine’s head but the thought of Jack Kimble. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life. . " "I forgot to mention there's a trifling reward for his capture," cried Shotbolt, popping his head from under the cloth. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. Coat, on the present occasion, he had none, it being more convenient, as well as agreeable to him, to pursue his avocations in his shirtsleeves; but, when fully equipped, he wore a large-cuffed, long-skirted garment, which had once been the property of his master.
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