The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh. After several vain attempts to burst it open, he resolved, as a last alternative, to break through the wall in the part nearest to the lock. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. I was among the common herd in the place below, but I took good care to see you. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees.
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