"I have nothing. He had something across his knees. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. The investigators should have thought to check inside the garbage can. Wood, Sir," he added, with much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not that—" and he hesitated. The coachman having received his order, and being offered an extra fare if he drove quickly, set off at full speed. I don’t know why he was allowed into the system in the first place, but he had two kids of his own. They could no longer stay in one place. As soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the weight of his affliction.
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