"I don't think he would leave me, even if I could part with him," observed Mrs. " And he struck up the following ballad:— SAINT GILES'S BOWL. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. I am safe while I am there, for I have had bolts fitted everywhere, and a pane of glass in the front door. Wild.
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