Now, I'll be getting along. I could not keep away any longer. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. ‘Then it is that you will have pity? Here we have come, we poor, for aid. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. .
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