Stanley took mustard savagely. "Every inch of it," replied the woollen-draper. "Remember the devil!" retorted Terence, who had recovered his natural audacity. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free.
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