” “Relaxation, perhaps. . The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. " "The New Prison!" exclaimed Sheppard. " The lack of a family album for some reason put a little ache in her heart. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. "Those chops, fried potatoes, and buttered toast. " "Confidentially, I'm assured that he has another.
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