And with a hideous expression of pain, he fainted. “Absolutely,” the doctor answered, “and the sooner the better. I just don’t know where to start. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. E. Mr. Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable obstacle, Jack darted through the door.
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