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Wood obeyed. Both the fugitive and his chasers embarked on the Thames. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. "Arundel Stairs," replied Wood, "the nearest point to Wych Street. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel. I'm safe enough if you hold your tongue. Maggot tenderly. When he had finishing feeding and burping, Isobella asked her, “Would you like to hold him?” Lucia nodded yes eagerly. He says only that he must tie up all the loose ends.
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