" "He is alive," replied Jack, "I have seen him, and might have conversed with him if I had chosen. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen. No fear o' that.
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