” Mr. I almost wish we hadn't come. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject. Nobody will ever know what the fleas thought.
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