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Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her. 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. Once inside, he looked around, worried that his parents would suddenly cancel their trip and return home. When he beheld Jack he uttered a deep groan. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up. Larry Beck did his best to the flares of her temper from rising. Nevertheless, she was still fighting. That’s my point.
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