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He learnt that his sister was privately married—the name or rank of her husband could not be ascertained—and living in retirement in an obscure dwelling in the Borough, where she had given birth to a son. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. What other reason could there be? It’s more complex, but it’s better. " "But then they're staunch supporters of our friend over the water," continued Baptist, winking significantly; "so we must e'en hush it up in the best way we can. “I thought I was just up against Morningside Park and father, but it’s the whole order of things—the whole blessed order of things. "Sir Rowland must be gone. She was never announced as ‘Alcide,’ but directly she walked on she simply became ‘Alcide’ to every one.
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