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" "No doubt, my dear," acquiesced the carpenter, "no doubt. "I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. “Is this hansom for me?” she said. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. " Just then, the infant began to sob piteously.
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