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We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses. ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. I have always managed to survive, haven’t I?” She was eager to stop talking about her parents. Yes, yes, there is no doubt about it. She was clear there were no other minds like them in all the world. Taking his new purchase under his arm, Jack proceeded to a small tavern in the same street, where, having ordered dinner, he went to a bed-room to attire himself.

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