" "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell. ‘A word, if you please, my friend. " "Till midnight," replied Jack.
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