Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. Brendon’s guests,” she said, “and I scarcely think it would be nice of me to leave him alone with Sydney. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. I know nothing about this affair, but some one has been burning documents. The chance it is the same for both. A bumper round, gentlemen. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. I am sorry that I do not know any one in London. Sir John waved her back. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. It is in vain to struggle against the arm of fate. "Ah! Owen Wood, is it you?" cried David in astonishment.
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