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Shari’s eyes widened, “You mean it?” “I’m all yours, head to toe. . She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. Kneebone was attired in the extremity of the mode. He awoke, strangely content. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet. Skirting the noble gardens of Montague House, (now, we need scarcely say, the British Museum,) the party speedily reached Great Russell Street,—a quarter described by Strype, in his edition of old Stow's famous Survey, "as being graced with the best buildings in all Bloomsbury, and the best inhabited by the nobility and gentry, especially the north side, as having gardens behind the houses, and the prospect of the pleasant fields up to Hampstead and Highgate; insomuch that this place, by physicians, is esteemed the most healthful of any in London. Captain Kneebone! we must trouble you to accompany us.
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