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‘I have Joan to tell me how much I look like Mary. I had a vague sort of idea that this was the region where one finds apartments, so I told my cabman to drive in this direction while I sat inside his vehicle and endeavoured to form a plan of campaign. Urging his steed along Oxford Road,— as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses, the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where, before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance at the place of execution. She felt she had to go on. God bless you, anyhow!" she added, with a spontaneity which surprised Sister Angelina into uttering an individual gasp. She had set out to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without counting the cost either for herself or others.
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