I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed.
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