" "Follow me, then," cried Thames, drawing his sword, and springing through the window. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. He was now almost driven to despair. Shouldn't you be getting home?\" \"It's not far. The lad hesitated. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. I'm thinking that the Wastrel was one day a celebrated professional; and the women were partly the cause of his fall.
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