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Traversing Angel Court, and Green Arbour Court,—celebrated as one of Goldsmith's retreats,—he speedily reached Seacoal Lane, and pursuing the same course, which he and Thames had formerly taken, arrived at the yard at the back of Jonathan's habitation. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing. I would that you were my own. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters. But don’t run away with the idea that I’m hanging out for a wife at last, because I’m not.
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