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Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. Through this confusion the carpenter struggled on;—now ascending, now descending the different mountains of rubbish that beset his path, at the imminent peril of his life and limbs, until he arrived in Fleet Street. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. She had very few clear memories before a particular day in the library, when they had finished one of her first reading lessons.
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