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” They passed a man who stared at them curiously. He would talk to Spurlock, but from the bench; as a judge, not as a chagrined lover. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. We two. ’ ‘It was so,’ said Valade, becoming a trifle more fluent. ’ He could just see the glare.

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