” She covered her face with her hands. "No, please! It is good luck for a dog to enter your house. She shut the door behind her. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. Little woman, you have been brave enough before. But I never found any truth in the saying. Ha! ha! What have I left but despair and madness? Promise me one thing, Mr. Imbecile. Taking the wind was her business in life. ‘Why, what have I said?’ ‘You said to me my name. Well, I don't think they'll any of 'em nab him, that's one comfort.
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