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"It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild. “Hold on, she’s right here. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants.
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