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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. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. There stood John and Mr. "Why were you afraid to show me this picture, Winny?" asked the youth. “Mr. Lucy marveled at the billiards table and the sauna. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. He feared to antagonize that distinguished person.

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