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"He is," replied a portly personage, arrayed in a gorgeous yellow brocade dressing-gown, lined with cherry-coloured satin, and having a crimson velvet cap, surmounted by a gold tassel, on his head. In the recess beside the fireplace were some open bookshelves. I wanted something alive. Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. S. The body of Jack Sheppard, meanwhile, was borne along by that tremendous host, which rose and fell like the waves of the ocean, until it approached the termination of the Edgeware Road. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir.
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