" "Then I wish you good night. " "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. In a few minutes, an appalling change was perceptible. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Jack had no sooner taken his place in the cart, than he was followed by the ordinary, who seated himself beside him, and, opening the book of prayer, began to read aloud. It looks so French to be affectionate.
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