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” She blushed deeply. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. ‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. Is it an old ring?” he asked, returning it. " Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried. He will have it that I’ve taken leave of my senses. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear.
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