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Potbottom, a small smile on his face, walked: the gangway and skipped lightly on to the dockside: he continued on to the table and chair. He was so tinythat the lash, with its three knotted leather straps attachedto a wooden handle, seemed too big in his hand. When Ikey hadred somewhat sheepishly at the government officesdeclared himself to be the father of Tommo andvk, he had registered his so-called offspring with andditional single common to both names. ''It's Bow Street! Some say it be City police! All aboutPetticoat Lane they is! Anyone seen ya, they

'It's not me job,' he finallytered. Mary had spent an eventful day. She felt certain that this destiny wouldall begin, if only she could obtain a position as a clerk. his head bent, one hand covering his face though hecontinued to follow David by looking through his fingers.