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" "On that night, you first met me, love," said Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to take his hand, which he coldly withdrew. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ Martha begged. "When a man reaches the lowest scale through drink, we call him a beachcomber. “I do not wish to use this. ’ ‘What?’ squeaked Kimble. "Caught!" shouted the head-turnkey. The Victorians over-did it a little, I admit. There was no other door in it, and Jack therefore struck into another entry which branched off to the right.
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