By the side of her plate was a small key. The body of Jack Sheppard, meanwhile, was borne along by that tremendous host, which rose and fell like the waves of the ocean, until it approached the termination of the Edgeware Road. " "That's not my game. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. ” There was genuine interest in her eyes now.
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