“I don’t know how, but I always manage to find a 164 fiddle if there is one around. She offers me no explanation, permits me absolutely no hope. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber.
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