‘Do you swear it? There’s no knowing if one can believe you. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him.
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