” Annabel’s hand stole into his. . ’ ‘Not if you want one of good family, no,’ he agreed mildly. The chair is in the veranda. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water.
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