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. 5. “I hope you will not compel me to say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I ever seen him before in my life. "Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion. ’ ‘Eh bien. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. His condition is not unfavourable, but there may be a relapse at any moment.
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