"Nothing!" echoed the other, scornfully. "You're a bold fellow, Jack," rejoined the blacksmith. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. Lucy tried not to make her cringe noticeable. I am a man—of a sort of experience.
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