‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. "Mercy on us!" cried he, as a thrill of apprehension ran through his frame. I shall always be kind to him; I sha'n't bait him. ” “But how can I help it? How can I keep silence?” “Please!” she insisted. He—wanted to marry me. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s.
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