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That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern,
called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. His arms released from his
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sides, he lifted them around her in a light embrace. She flew up the covered
stairs and knocked upon his door. "I thought you were asleep. *** START: FULL LICENSE ***
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tonight,” still looking at a series of spots on the carpeting. . ’
She sipped at the liquid in her glass, but her eyes remained fixed, rather
unnervingly, on Gerald. The general did what he might to hush it up, and paid
handsomely to manage it, I daresay.
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