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She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. Anyway, I only smoke occasionally. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. The packets were hastily broken open; and, while Wood was absorbed in the perusal of the despatch addressed to him by Sir Rowland, Thames sought out, and found the letter which he had been prevented from finishing on the fatal night at Jonathan Wild's.

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