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Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet
Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy
stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried. ”
“So it would have been at the English Embassy,” Courtlaw answered, “but the
place to which you went was not the English Embassy. Her eyes followed
him. Joan told me it was hung
somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time. "Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. Moreoever, it had
cost her a whipping and several days’ imprisonment in her cell on bread and
water. 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. CHAPTER II. “You’ve interested me enormously.
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