Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. Nevertheless, she was no fool, and she knew that they could easily break loose and cause her to fall. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. . She was watching him intently. " "Let me see it," cried Thames, snatching it from him. " "Don't mention such a thing, Sir," interrupted the tapstress.
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