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gutenberg. I’m sorry. ‘Very well, Kimble. ToC
On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven,
the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough
of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in
his hand, appeared at the threshold. The major might not indulge in this sort of flirtation in the ordinary way, but
he had seen enough among his army colleagues to know just how to go about it. Something drew you.
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