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" Further remonstrance, however, was cut short by the sudden entrance of Mrs. He smiled inwardly. "What is it you want?" she asked, as she held out the coat. A widow for the fourth time, Mrs. "Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London, where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing. As usual, however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets, whose sole object was plunder. I am sure that he can be got rid of. As to following, there was no one. I've taught him all he can do; and there isn't his fellow, and never will be again.

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