“My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low. Giles's church, the bell of which continued tolling all the time, passed the pound, and entered Oxford Road, or, as it was then not unfrequently termed, Tyburn Road. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. \"Awww, sounds like puppy love to me.
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