No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. Assured, if he remained much longer where he was, he would inevitably perish, Wood recommended himself to the protection of Heaven, and began his perilous course. He wore a black tail coat buttoned tightly over his chest, and a large diamond pin sparkled in a white satin tie which had seen better days. ’ Gerald frowned. I am grateful, indeed I am. Hold the chopper away from you, like this. Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street.
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