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" "You read those yarns?" Spurlock's head came about, and there was eagerness in his eyes. ’ ‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to say. The coachman answered by a surly grunt, and, plying his whip with redoubled zeal, shaped his course down Dyot Street; traversed that part of Holborn, which is now called Broad Street, and where two ancient alms-houses were, then, standing in the middle of that great thoroughfare, exactly opposite the opening of Compston Street; and, diving under a wide gateway on the left, soon reached a more open space, surrounded by mean habitations, coach-houses and stables, called Kendrick Yard, at the further end of which Saint Giles's round-house was situated. Everything was going to hell. Recollect that. “Why, I do not know. That could signify nothing except that the doctor had a friend down there somewhere, on an island in one of those archipelagoes. Spurling," rejoined Ireton; "we can taste the rum when he returns. "Aliva, your child perished with its father. She tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. ” She stared hard at her finger-nails. "Shall I help you on with it, Sir?" replied the Jew, becoming suddenly respectful. .
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