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‘They weren’t no soldiers. “To the young man himself,” he answered, “no! I simply object to his calling here two or three times a week during my absence. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel, skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint George's Fields. While the girl kept the patient from dwelling upon his misfortunes, whatever these were, he himself would have to keep the girl from brooding over hers. Hill,” she said graciously. ‘What is it that you told him?’ ‘Nothing, miss, I swear. I heard rumours of it in Paris, and the place since then has been closed.
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