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" "Ay, but it is strange how much it resembles somebody for whom it's not intended. Entering London, he bent his way towards the west-end; and having some knowledge of a secondhand tailor's shop in Rupert Street, proceeded thither, and looked out a handsome suit of mourning, with a sword, cloak, and hat, and demanded the price. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. Somewhere you may stumble upon a clew to his identity. She shook her head, almost breaking a smile. He did so care for you. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. For so far she had kept it uncashed. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. ‘No, let me guess,’ he interrupted. " "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies. “What have you done to yourself?” he muttered. "Stop thief!" clamoured the rabble behind. " "Better eat these, even if you don't want them," she urged.
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