Kneebone's house, the young man hastened to a hotel in the neighbourhood of Covent Garden, where, having procured a horse, he shaped his course towards the west end of the town. "A capital instrument for my purpose," thought Jack, shouldering it, "and worth all the trouble I have had in procuring it. The cart, meantime, had approached the fatal tree. “It isn’t only the dance,” she said. I asked several shopkeepers the same question: ‘Do you know the blue-eyed maid with the curly brown hair? She has a mother who is fair with the same eyes. She did not have the power of men. No tricks would serve. ’ ‘Your groom? What for?’ ‘Get him to wait outside.
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