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‘Tchah! So you’re the whelp’s girl, are you? Suppose you’ve nothing but that villainous French in your tongue. ” She slipped on her cloak and stepped into the hansom with him. Fatigued by his previous exertions, and incumbered by his fetters, he was by no means—though ordinarily remarkably swift of foot—a match for his foes, who were fast gaining upon him. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. " Thus urged, Jack reluctantly departed. But he promised to give me a couple of guineas if I'd ascertain whether it fitted your locks. " Prudence shrugged. “You’re burning up. That’s why he was so annoyed, you know. It was enough.
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