ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. Howard Spurlock. Wrenched from their holds, the iron palisades in front of the thief-taker's dwelling were used as weapons to burst open the door. Hilary threw up his eyes. ‘If he had, he’d have found the sword, see.
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