‘Though he didn’t mean it. We were going at a mad pace. Fetter Lane, on the left, Gray's Inn, on the right, added their supplies. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. "O, Lord!" ejaculated Wood. But I waited in vain. This last operation was so fatiguing, that for a short time he was obliged to pause to recover the use of his fingers.
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