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"I've lost my wager. He reeled, and crashed to the floor. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. He lowered himself on to her. “Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. She donned her gloves. "You've charged with assisting your comrade, Jack Sheppard, to purloin certain articles of value from a jewel-case belonging to Lady Trafford. "My wife and daughter, Sir," said the carpenter, introducing them to his guest.
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