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“Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?”
He seemed deaf to her interruption. Here is one verse. “This
is much the cheapest place I know of where things are moderately clean, and I
should hate rooms all by myself. ”
She covered her face with her hands. Ah Coom. She might even forgive him. She had lost it. Part 3
Later they loitered along a winding path above the inn, and made love to one
another. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or
cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. The
ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where
any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or
festooned with dusty cobwebs.
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