’ ‘You’re going to break into the house? You’re mad. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. He was always in a state of semi-intoxication, but he was always gentle with me. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. ToC The tragical affair at Dollis Hill, it need scarcely be said, was a dreadful blow to the family. It was finished by the end of that year, each character having asserted itself pronouncedly in my imagination. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. I knew it.
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