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E. "I'll pledge you in that toast with all my heart. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. Arrived beneath an aperture in the broken roof, he was preparing to pass through it, when he observed a little heap of tiles upon the floor, which appeared to have been recently dislodged. “Go on!” “You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an Englishman’s. I’ve got to run to get to my Study Hall.

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