’ ‘What young lady?’ demanded a voice from the back of the hall. . “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails, and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded.
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