" "You needn't trouble yourself," replied Thames. The next door neighbor's dog, chained outside, let out a single bark, but was silent as soon as she turned in that direction, instinctively afraid. And behind— there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. "Many thanks, Sir," replied Thornhill, with freezing politeness; "but Id not require assistance. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales.
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