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My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. You need not be afraid. Perhaps I've been mad all these years; I don't know. In consequence of the encouragement thus offered to dishonesty, and the security afforded to crime, this quarter of the Borough of Southwark was accounted (at the period of our narrative) the grand receptacle of the superfluous villainy of the metropolis. "If Jack would come to my house, I'd contrive to hide him," remarked a buxom dame. . But recently he had asked God to pile it all on him; and God had added this, with a fresh portion for Ruth. "You didn't spend it?" "I never intended to spend it—any more than I really intended to steal it. It was of no use, she let him do it as she could not be strangled. ” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. “You can look as innocent and shocked as you please. ’ ‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean.
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