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She gave tongue to the most urgent of her plaints. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. He could imagine it even if he could not feel it. Wood, popping her head through the window. At first Spurlock tasted coconut in his eggs, in what meat he ate; it permeated everything, taste and smell. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. "Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are not yet a match for Jonathan Wild.
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