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“Oh my God, what if she’s dead?” More giggling. ‘Silence,’ hissed a voice in French. He shivered and looked behind as he stepped into his hansom. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. Give me your hand. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. “Mean as an old mule, too. Her sister had told him that it was true.
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