"Gracious Heavens! this is more wonderful than all the rest," cried the carpenter, rubbing his eyes. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. " The woollen-draper's application to the bell was answered by a very pretty young woman, with dark Jewish features, roguish black eyes, sleek glossy hair, a trim waist, and a remarkably neat figure: the very model, in short, of a bachelor's housekeeper. See, it is on my cards—M. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. I want to make you feel that here is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow.
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