Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel, skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint George's Fields. "I've not quite done yet," said Jonathan, as he joined the turnkeys. Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles. What is the matter with you?” Dunster had withdrawn discreetly. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. My birth certificate was destroyed when the county building it was housed in burned down.
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