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ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. John did not see her until the last period. “Look here,” he said, “I brought you here to make love to you. It would make my wife very happy. Independently of other risks, and of the chance of breaking his neck in the descent, he was aware that to reach the leads he should have to break open six of the strongest doors of the prison. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. “You fill me with happiness, John.
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