" The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. She had changed into dungarees herself and kept her hair as it was. How does one get work? She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest appreciation for London, on the other. I love my husband. His apparel was sumptuous in the extreme, and such as was only worn by persons of the highest distinction. He had just arrived from Manchester, whence he had been summoned by that treacherous thief-taker. ‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her.
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