I spend many delightful hours thinking of the pleasant and beautiful things of life. —Jonathan Wild: August 31st, 1724. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. She appeared to be considering. She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. " "Come along, master," said the waterman.
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