Ye gods! what a wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. " "Peace!" cried the knight, fiercely. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. ‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint. “And yet,” he said, “you bid me talk cheerfully, or not at all. " So saying, he hurried up stairs, opened the back door, and was quickly in the yard. " "Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?" "Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard. Please sit with me.
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