He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. “Sure, I guess so. I guess. Remarking that they struck off at a turning on the left, he took the same road, and soon found himself on Paddington-Green.
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