Yet she never once thought of changing it. “I suppose,” said her father, “I have read at least half the novels that have been at all successful during the last twenty years. " "My courage gave out. Earles. ” “That’s rather a fine sort of holiday!” He made no answer for three or four seconds. ‘I take it that you like this great-niece of mine?’ ‘One cannot help but do so. Wood," added she in a hollow voice, and with a ghastly look, "gin may bring ruin; but as long as poverty, vice, and ill-usage exist, it will be drunk. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. " "Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?" "The same.
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