By the old regulations, the free use of strong liquors not being interdicted, a tap-house was kept in the Lodge, and also in a cellar on the Common Side,—under the superintendence of Mrs. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. “Oh yes,” said Miss Klegg; “I thought every one knew. She looked paler than ever; but her countenance, though bewildered, did not exhibit the alarm which might naturally have been anticipated from the strange and perplexing scene presented to her view. She had no intention whatsoever of spending her life in a convent, but that was not his affair. Do not mistake me. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. “That,” she answered, “is far easier to believe. Manning might go on now idealizing her as much as he liked.
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