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I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard. Sir Cecil, who with Rowland and some others had entered the room rushed to the window with a torch. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. “A man can smoke, a man can swear; A man scores always, everywhere. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping.
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