" Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. "She has no secrets from me. E. Her faithful servant struggled, with her assistance, to rise. In stature, he was short and stumpy; in person, corpulent; and in countenance, sleek, snub-nosed, and demure.
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