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"What of her?" exclaimed Jack, starting up. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent inhabitants of London. Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. "If you have a child there, it certainly is not," answered Jonathan, a little surprised; "for I left your brat in the charge of Blueskin, who is still among the crowd in the street, unless, as is not unlikely, he's gone to see your other friend disciplined at the pump. “‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’ “I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him.
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