"What have you got there in your breast—a stone? Is there blood or water in your veins?" The dam broke, but not with violence. Which was not to say that ladies were not interested in him. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey.
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