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“I am Mrs. Towards this spot Mrs. ToC
That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern,
called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. "You'll not be offended, I hope," returned Wood, drily, "if I say that your voice,
your manner, and, above all, your very extraordinary way of laughing, put me
strangely in mind of one of the 'droll dogs,' (as you term them,) who helped to
perpetrate the outrage I've just described. Sepulchre's. She turned with an effort. Folding his arms, he placed his back against the door, and burst into a loud
laugh. I am—’
‘Like me, entirely English. Sewn on that button yet?"
"I've been afraid to take the coat from under the pillow. We know London, and you are a stranger here. "I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his
never-failing resource in such emergencies.
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