” She said as the car stopped. " Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried. ‘That’s just it. “To the young man himself,” he answered, “no! I simply object to his calling here two or three times a week during my absence. The two friends contrasted strikingly with each other. There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. She wondered if the second part would overcome his objections? Several times the words had rushed to her tongue, to find her tongue paralysed. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you.
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