I have very few friends in Paris. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. . When he beheld Jack he uttered a deep groan. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. But Jack speedily burst it open with the iron bar.
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