In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. White——” “No more,” Sydney Courtlaw begged, laughingly. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. Something has changed her tremendously.
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