“Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. I've opened the case of books. Wood, was much better furnished with eatables than might have been expected, and boasted a loaf, a knuckle of ham, a meat-pie, and a flask of wine. They were both dressed in every respect alike.
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