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"Oh! how much I owe him!" said the widow, with fervour, "for bringing me
here, and removing me from those dreadful sights and sounds, that would have
driven me distracted, even if I had been in my right mind. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was,
perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the
desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again
to haunt her. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened
towards Wych Street. Your purposes are defeated. This I know for at the Valade estate it was
talked of very much, even that they supposed me there to be the daughter of
Suzanne.
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