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. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls. They pressed more insistently, forcing her lips open. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. He looked the boy over with interest. ‘This journey I do not like,’ she said more loudly. It may here be mentioned that this gate, destined to bequeath its name—a name, which has since acquired a terrible significance,—to every successive structure erected upon its site, was granted, in 1400, by charter by Henry the Sixth to the citizens of London, in return for their royal services, and thenceforth became the common jail to that city and the county of Middlesex. In between naps she increasingly found herself gazing at him, his large nose, his eyes circled in silvery plum shadows, his thin lips parted as he slept baring a rim of perfect teeth. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her.
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