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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. ” “To a friend?” “To lodgings—alone. Do you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back? He was one of us, I believe. ’ Gerald moved to the long sofa, dusted it with elaborate care with one of its cushions, and with a gesture invited her to sit down. This did not affect Spurlock. " "Never mind," returned the stranger, dismounting; "you'll recollect me by and by, I've no doubt. 7 and any additional terms imposed by the copyright holder. She moved forward almost indiscernibly, a millimeter.

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