The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. How much Mary knew is a mystery. Unobserved, she knelt and kissed the threshold: for she knew what kisses were now. First, I went to Country Tom's, the Goat, in Long Lane.
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