His favorite newspaper was the Times, which he began at breakfast in the morning often with manifest irritation, and carried off to finish in the train, leaving no other paper at home. “No, I am alone,” she answered. ” “It was a delightful piece of good fortune that I should have met you,” he answered. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. I would have liked to know. “Splendid it must be to be a composer. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword.
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