“It can’t make any difference to you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. "The sums lavished upon those people are perfectly disgraceful, and I should be enchanted to see them hooted from the stage. It was Doctor Ralph, formerly the partner of Doctor Stickell in the Avenue, and now with a thriving practice of his own in Wamblesmith. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. The latter formed by far the most knavish-looking and unprepossessing portion of the assemblage. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. " CHAPTER XIII.
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