Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved. But I can't submit to hear the wellearned reputation of my friend termed an 'infamous notoriety. It was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only Julian had not liked it so much. ‘Wait for me. Yes, this was a little better. Where was the harm in letting her go? She could not get far. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. ‘A devil is just what you are. In fact, one of them was downright sceptical. ’ ‘And if she can’t?’ asked Lucy. Jonathan Wild's House in the Old Bailey XVII.
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