"Zounds!" cried Kneebone, furiously. Unlocking a cupboard, he then took out some cold meat and other viands, with a flask of wine, and a bottle of brandy, and began to eat and drink voraciously. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. Martin's on Ludgate-hill, and Christchurch in Newgate Street, were also distinguishable. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. ‘Very well, Kimble.
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