EPOCH THE SECOND. “Well, lodgings and things! And I paid my fees at the College. ” His voice assumed an easy detached tone. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat.
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