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“Lucy Albert, sir. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. “I’ve plenty of pals,” he said, “who, when they’ve been doing Paris on the Q. ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. Blueskin, however, was not unattended. Wood's astonishment and displeasure momentarily increased. . A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment.
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