"You have both," replied Wood, fervently. Be so good as to let me pass,
sir,” she added, looking her obstructor steadily in the face. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the
bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. ‘Martha was my wet-nurse? But she is unmarried. "
Upon which, with an assurance that he would not do so, the attendant departed. Her naked body was an abomination of caked
filth and sagging tubes for breasts. You’re a piss-poor liar, John. Still he had a decent look,
and decidedly the air of one well-to-do in the world. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the
secret stairs. She did not try to approach him.
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