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It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. Spurlock slept on. “I may seem unduly— anxious. There was a hint of tears in her voice. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. ’ The lady’s face came round, a puzzled frown on her brow. Why do you think I’m indulging in all this very un-English love talk?’ ‘But you are idiot, Gérard. Though a few months younger than his companion Jack Sheppard, he was half a head taller, and much more robustly formed. 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.
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