“My friend,” she said, “I have been your pupil for two years. The colouring was green and white, with softly shaded
electric lights, an alcove bedstead, which was a miracle of daintiness, white
furniture, and a long low dressing-table littered all over with a multitude of
daintily fashioned toilet appliances. The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round
building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of
boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a
multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are
attached. "Do you recollect this key? Do you recollect to whom
you gave it, and for what purpose? or shall I refresh your memory?"
Wild appeared confounded. ‘Come, cry
a truce. The
houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. But go thither at once, I beseech you, before he has time to remove them. And yet—I love you.
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