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A blow from the iron bar instantly stretched the ruffian on the floor. His hand went to his pocket and extracted a neat silver-mounted pistol. "I am one. While this was effected, intelligence was brought that a formidable mob was pouring down Field Lane, the end of which was barricaded. ” He looked at her pleadingly. ‘The gatehouse? But why must you move him at all?’ ‘Listen, missie.
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