He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. 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. Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into being.
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