Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. "It was given me by poor dear Mrs. ” “Not worth the trouble. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. Much too formal for a cosy chat between old friends. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street.
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