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She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets. She heard the ocean in the distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. ‘But do you not see that he will come again? I think it is better if you, both of you, go and leave me here to find—’ She broke off, looking away. It doesn’t matter with me, but there are at least a dozen young women in Mr. It ceased to be the symbol of liberty and a remote and quite abstracted person, and became suddenly and very disagreeably the token of a large and portentous body visible and tangible. I wanted to, that day in the Zoo. "I was right," replied Jack, returning as coolly as if nothing had happened.
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