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It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. In this way he crossed one or two public gardens and a bowling-green,—the neighbourhood of Clerkenwell then abounded in such places of amusement,—passed the noted Ducking Pond, where Black Mary had been frequently immersed; and, striking off to the left across the fields, arrived in a few minutes at his destination. If our young person hadn’t had the nurse part cut out, eh? She might have known more and done less. The waterman sheltered his mouth with his hand while he spoke, or his voice would have been carried away by the violence of the blast. Do you indeed remember? The smell of decay and cheap methylated spirit!. " "What was it?" "Never glance sideways at a man. I said I’d make shirts. White assented.
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