“Well anyhow—I don’t see the force of your objection, you know. The procession now wound its way, without further interruption, along Holborn. And how could I come home—when he locks me in rooms and all that?” “I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. Put on that new dress—the one that's all white. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. " "Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. She came to her one day and pulled on her apron.
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