And this shall be your diet till you die. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes. ‘Hang it all, Mrs Sindlesham is right! You are two of a kind. She kept her eyes closed. Here he halted; and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER. No; she'd never go back.
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