Side by side with the cheese
(its never-failing accompaniment, in all seasons, at the carpenter's board) came a
tankard of swig, and a toast. A wild passion of shame and self-disgust swept over her. I might have told you the
truth. Part 5
Pursuant to some altogether private calculations she did not go up to the
Imperial College until after mid-day, and she found the laboratory deserted, even
as she desired. Had it come already?
Chapter XXVII
JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN
“Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Skirting the noble
gardens of Montague House, (now, we need scarcely say, the British Museum,)
the party speedily reached Great Russell Street,—a quarter described by Strype,
in his edition of old Stow's famous Survey, "as being graced with the best
buildings in all Bloomsbury, and the best inhabited by the nobility and gentry,
especially the north side, as having gardens behind the houses, and the prospect
of the pleasant fields up to Hampstead and Highgate; insomuch that this place,
by physicians, is esteemed the most healthful of any in London. Fiercely defensive, as usual. I’m glad I did. In all other respects they differed as materially.
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