He was tall, slender, and suave. I'd like to shake you until your bones rattled; but the bones of a Roundhead wouldn't rattle to any purpose. He told me with a coarse nervous laugh. . His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. Darting down Field-lane, Jack struck into a labyrinth of streets on the left; but though he ran as swiftly as he could, he was not unperceived. I must obey.
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