But, in spite of his general insensibility to such matters, Quilt could not help commenting upon the delicious perfume wafted from the numerous flower-beds past which they were driving. That he’s come here at all shows he’ll stop at nothing. "And now," he continued, sternly, "was it your master who has just ridden by?" "No," answered Quilt, sullenly. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. The thought made her exquisitely happy.
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