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Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. ‘Something in that, missie. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. “I do not know you,” she said coldly. "Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared.
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