‘Wait a minute, though. Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. “Yes. Told you how it would be. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. Taking his new purchase under his arm, Jack proceeded to a small tavern in the same street, where, having ordered dinner, he went to a bed-room to attire himself. "Now, give me the woollen cloth to tie round my fetters," whispered Sheppard.
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