"Oh! nothin' partickler—mere curossity," replied Terence. This was the bitterest hour he had ever known. The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. Starting off at a rapid pace, Jack dashed down Turnagain-lane, skirted the eastern bank of Fleet-ditch, crossed Holborn Bridge, and began to ascend the neighbouring hill. ” “But your dinner!” she protested.
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