In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. My profession has hardened me. "It's a mercy you both escaped!" ejaculated Wood, only just finding his tongue. ‘Well, this maid,’ went on Kimble eagerly, ‘and me, we gets to talking, see, and that’s how I knew he were off to this party. Of course, at home there would have been questions. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy.
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