It’s gone. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. Then he threw the letter at me. Saint Giles's Round-house. We met dissecting dogfish. Chairs were overturned. "Will you take a guinea for it?" "Double that sum might tempt me," replied the Jew; "it's a nobleman's coat, upon my shoul!" "Here's the money," replied Jack, taking the coat.
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