"Heaven be praised, I am not the son of a nobleman. Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane. Warm life was behind that always, even if it slept. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. Divide the money between you, and wear the ornaments for my sake. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark.
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