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“I don’t understand. Then a hansom drove up, and his heart gave a great leap. About nine o'clock, an immense mob collected before the Lodge at Newgate. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived.
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