"
"Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. "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. They're only just
gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated
more violently than before. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. "I believe he's gone," he said, returning to Jonathan. But the besetting evil of the place, and that which drew down the
severest censures of the writers above-mentioned, was that this spot,—which of
all others should have been most free from such intrusion—was made a public
exhibition. "I have," replied Wild; "and nothing but the evidence of my senses would have
made me believe he was living, after the positive assurance I received to the
contrary.
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