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” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick. " "My dear," said the hospitable carpenter, "I dare say Mr. Certainly I cannot kill you if you tell me to do so. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. He had now reached the adjoining house, and, scaling the roof, approached another building, which seemed to be, at least, one story loftier than its neighbours. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient.
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