“I think that it is only an idea. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. Thrilling, she began to dance, swirled, glided, and dipped. "Your servant, Sir Rowland," said the stranger, ducking his head, as he advanced. Marvel, who had been a little discomposed by the treatment he had experienced on Holborn Hill, very composedly filled and lighted his pipe. They were silent and no longer observant, being more or less exhausted by the tedious action of the chairs. Only the strong survived.
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