” Lucy answered, disturbed at how rehearsed the apology sounded. It was you! It was exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure. While the cloth was laid, the host and Thames descended to the cellar, whence they returned, laden with a number of flasks of the same form, and apparently destined to the same use as those depicted in Hogarth's delectable print—the Modern Midnight Conversation.
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