He returned, sitting on the floor beside the couch adoring her and stroking her bare arms. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. Twelve years, then, have elapsed since the date of the occurrences detailed in the preceding division of this history. On the contrary, his glass was never idle, and finding it not filled quite so frequently as he desired, he applied himself, notwithstanding the expressive looks and muttered remonstrances of Mr. "Take a drop of brandy before we start, watchman," said Wood, pouring out a glass of spirit, and presenting it to Terence, who smacked his lips as he disposed of it.
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