” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. So, very carefully, he raised her in his arms and carried her to her bed. Silly woman!. ’ A radiant smile dawned. The poor boy, wanting his empty coat! The incident, however, caused her to review the recent events. I cannot answer that question. I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer.
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