After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right. She crooked her finger. "Aha!" exclaimed Jack, with a roguish wink, "I've caught you,—have I?" The carpenter's daughter was fair and free— Fair, and fickle, and false, was she! She slighted the journeyman, (meaning me!) And smiled on a gallant of high degree. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s. ’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily.
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