Indeed, it was his boast that he could find his way through any part of London blindfolded; and by this time, it would seem, he had nearly arrived at his destination; for, grasping his companion's arm, he led him along a narrow entry which did not appear to have an outlet, and came to a halt. They don’t count, and I don’t care. Only I do not care to write about anything else. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. “Homely?” “Well, yeah, that’s what he said. “All’s well that ends well,” he said; “and the less one says about things the better.
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