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She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. He had particular reasons for wanting to keep Spurlock away from the jetty. Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as chipped flint. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough.
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