I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences. 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. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. “I am off to-night,” he said. ‘As a matter of fact, I’m not at all sympathique.
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