“You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. Crossing them, he ascended an eminence, which, from its singular shape, seems to have been the site of a Roman encampment, and which commands a magnificent prospect. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. A faint buzz above the ceiling witnessed that petrography, too, was active. To be exact, it was just sixteen hours and twenty minutes.
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