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I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. Suddenly remembering Kimble, her heart thudded with excitement. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. Wood's, the carpenter in Wych Street.
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