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John knew everybody, it seemed. "
"Well, rather than you should commit so great a crime, Captain, here it is,"
replied Quilt, handing him the garment in question. They've paid for their lodging. ‘Parbleu, but I find that this is excessively clever, this passage. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would
call it in America. Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like
death!"
Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep. His chin was angular and his lips were
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small, his mouth tiny and refined. Every gibbet at Tyburn and Hounslow appeared to have been
plundered of its charnel spoil to enrich the adjoining cabinet, so well was it
stored with skulls and bones, all purporting to be the relics of highwaymen
famous in their day.
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