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‘So I see. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to
himself. "The ban-dogs!" thundered a tall man, whose stature and former avocations had
procured him the nickname of "The long drover of the Borough market. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a
broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his
battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were
darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to
bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. 2. ‘Ah, yes? To what do I pretend?’
‘That,’ Gerald said regretfully, ‘I have not yet been able to fathom. Only the next of kin. "
"Man, in God's name, come with me and tell her this!" urged
Spurlock. "There,
Sir," she added, unlocking the door, "you can go in.
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