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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. " "Here is the sum you bargained for," rejoined Trenchard, flinging a pocket-book on the table; "count it. And because of this hanging gold Ah Cum left many doors open to doubt. E. If you'd read your husband's dying speech, you'd know that he laid his death at Jonathan's door,—and with reason too, as I can testify. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself.

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