A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. Mac, she's the honestest human being I ever saw or heard of; and at the same time she is velvet over steel. "What is your name?" To-day, however, he broke the monotony. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. B.
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