Passing the old rectory, and still older church, with its reverend screen of trees, and slowly ascending a hill side, from whence he obtained enchanting peeps of the spire and college of Harrow, he reached the cluster of well-built houses which constitute the village of Neasdon. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. ‘I live in Kent. He had been abusing them for a long time when I arrived. Last week. He will have it that I’ve taken leave of my senses. Here," he added, throwing a handbill on the bed, "are the particulars of the burglary, with the reward for Jack's apprehension. It was explosive and gratifying. Mr. He lives near the Black Lion.
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