" "Conduct me to your dwelling, Sir, without further delay," said Trenchard, sternly,—"to the boy. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor. You seemed complete—without that. I am going to ask him to finish it. In the struggle her cap fell off. “It will spoil your life. "I don't know. " Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church.
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