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The younger of
the two, who was seated next to Jack, and seemed to monopolize his attention,
could not be more than seventeen, though her person had all the maturity of
twenty. “You must come and see me some afternoon,” she said to him. "
"Ay, and there's my liver. At
length she hit upon it: bubbling water. Finding it impossible to descend on any side, without incurring serious risk, Jack
resolved to return for his blanket, by the help of which he felt certain of
accomplishing a safe landing on the roof of the house in Giltspur Street. Try and let him never regret it. She entered the
front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the
old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating
the singular role he had elected to play. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting
dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs.
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