It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. "That's for myself," rejoined Mrs. I wasn't taught that; I simply fell into it from contact.
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