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. "I shall be obliged to hang him to keep him company. “Smirched!. “Oh, I can’t thank you. ‘To see Charvill. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. \" \"It's Diedermayer. ” “It would be my pleasure, madame. " "Take it back yourself," retorted Jack, sullenly. ‘Possibly,’ he said.
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