I shall barely be in time for the theatre. The house was invisible from the road, and yet enormous once within view. “But don’t you know about me?” he said at last. Come in! Come in, do. He's young and sound. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation.
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