F. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel, skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint George's Fields. ” “I think, Mr. At the sound of the door Ann Veronica uncovered a tearless face, and with one swift movement assumed a conversational attitude. Strange, demure-looking young woman, with wonderful complexion and eyes, and a style about her, too. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. ‘Dear me.
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