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” “We’ve both fallen on our feet! We’re the rarest of mortals! The real thing! There’s not a compromise nor a sham nor a concession between us. “Yes. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. She had very frizzy hair indeed, very black eyebrows, a profusion of metallic adornments about her neck and waist, and an engaging smile. Of course, he had no idea who I was. "No matter how much I tell of myself, I shall always keep something back. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned.
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