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“Are these ordinary sapphires?” she said. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled. Satisfied, as he thought, that he had nothing to apprehend, the boy resumed his task, chanting, as he plied his knife with redoubled assiduity, the following—not inappropriate strains:— THE NEWGATE STONE. You’ve got to take what you can get. Tol-de-rol!" As Jack concluded his ditty, the door flew open with a crash, and Thames sprang through the aperture. “We’re going to be found out someday.
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