" "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. Before proceeding to Wych Street, he called at the Lodge to see how matters were going on, and found Mrs. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty.
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