The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. "While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow.
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