Still keeping ahead of his pursuers, he ran along the direct road, till the houses disappeared and he got into the open country. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. " "First, let me introduce my friends," returned Jack, stepping to the door. Kneebone's house, the young man hastened to a hotel in the neighbourhood of Covent Garden, where, having procured a horse, he shaped his course towards the west end of the town. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack. You can’t do without an agent, and there’s no one can run you better than I can. Kneebone. " "Come, my disconsolate darlings," cried Austin, "it only wants five minutes to six.
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