So long as they're about, I'll always be rewriting them
and wasting my time. There
was something fatalistic about the letter H. "The poor things!"
The manager laughed. Bulging out more in the
middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end,
—a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased
by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced,
like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance
from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. She could not say a word,
much less move. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on
the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the
foot of the stairs. They left the room amongst the last, and Ennison had almost to elbow his way
through a group of acquaintances who had all some pretext for detaining him, to
which he absolutely refused to listen.
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