Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty. Even the chattering monkeys, parrots, and parrakeets departed the fruit groves for the smelly dark of the jungle. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered.
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