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The coachman answered by a surly grunt, and, plying his whip with redoubled zeal, shaped his course down Dyot Street; traversed that part of Holborn, which is now called Broad Street, and where two ancient alms-houses were, then, standing in the middle of that great thoroughfare, exactly opposite the opening of Compston Street; and, diving under a wide gateway on the left, soon reached a more open space, surrounded by mean habitations, coach-houses and stables, called Kendrick Yard, at the further end of which Saint Giles's round-house was situated. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven me, understanding. Spurlock was by nature orderly, despite his literary activities. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. His employer retreated into the further apartment, leaving the door ajar. Besides, she had admitted her identity. He stared at the woman depicted thereon for a long moment, awe in his head. “Well, well, Martin. Melusine flung herself down the rest of the steps and through the doorway. He laughed lightly.
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