To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. “And you?” “Same thing. He could not quite make her out; a new type. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor has gone down himself to help it along. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. "Wretch!" she cried, "you shall not force me to your hateful purpose.
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