’ She gave him a straight look. At one time, she determined to go to Wych Street, and ask Mr. He looked melancholy enough, it is true. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac.
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