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The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. " "Pray come to the point, Sir," said Mrs. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. Every moment or two he bent over his patient. My reception at West Kensington you know of.
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