“No,” said her brother, conclusively, “it’s not for a parent to go on persuading a child. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. Perhaps Ramage was the more astonished. Shotbolt nodded in token of acquiescence, and emitted an odd guttural sound. “I have had nothing since, and it seems a very long time. I think over all sorts of things. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone.
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