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She watched
them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window
until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched
upon. 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. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve
him!—is still living. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be
easy and colloquial:
“You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be
difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing. It filled her with indefinable fear.
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