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The ruffian caught hold of her hair, and held her fast. If my conjectures are right, this boy would stay there indefinitely. One point was that she was to wear fancy dress in the likeness of a Corsair’s bride, and the other was that she was to spend whatever vestiges of the night remained after the dance was over in London with the Widgett girls and a select party in “quite a decent little hotel” near Fitzroy Square. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one, treated one as a visible concrete fact. "These writer chaps are queer birds. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel. At the period of this history, the main streets of the metropolis were but imperfectly lighted, while the less-frequented avenues were left in total obscurity; but, even at the present time, the maze of courts and alleys into which Wild now plunged, would have perplexed any one, not familiar with their intricacies, to thread them on a dark night.
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