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“I am going to America. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. A robbery has been committed, and your master suspects this lad as an accessory to the offence. You understand. “You are so inherently gallant, John, so pure of heart. She was no longer certain that she desired an Englishman, if she must judge of one in particular. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks. ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman. Twelve years ago! It is an awful retrospect.
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