"Thank you; but I've a pocket full of water-chestnuts. “Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?” He got up and began to pace the room. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. Jonathan Wild must have stolen it from her.
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