In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. “I came to London unexpectedly, and my friends could not take me in. See the new litter of Mrs. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. Martin said “Hi” to her in the halls every day now, a sure sign of trouble.
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