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" "A friend is not so soon gained as lost," replied Wood; "but how has the prediction been fulfilled, Joan, eh?" "I thought you would have guessed, Sir," replied the widow, timidly. Indeed, it was his boast that he could find his way through any part of London blindfolded; and by this time, it would seem, he had nearly arrived at his destination; for, grasping his companion's arm, he led him along a narrow entry which did not appear to have an outlet, and came to a halt. He passed his arm under that of the constable, and drew him aside. Rats and things crawling all over. “I am already so hungry that I shall begin on the petit pains. Constance Widgett’s abundant copper-red hair was bent down over some dimly remunerative work—stencilling in colors upon rough, white material—at a kitchen table she had dragged up-stairs for the purpose, while on her bed there was seated a slender lady of thirty or so in a dingy green dress, whom Constance had introduced with a wave of her hand as Miss Miniver. . The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. "Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. His face was very serious. “Last time I saw you,” he reminded her, “you spoke, did you not, of obtaining some employment in London. So, adroitly and patiently, he pulled Ruth apart; that is, he plucked forth a little secret here, another there, until he had quite a substantial array.
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