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But me, I am going to England. V. Spurling, formerly, it may be remembered, the hostess of the Dark House at
Queenhithe,—whence wine, ale, and brandy of inferior quality were dispensed,
in false measures, and at high prices, throughout the prison, which in noise and
debauchery rivalled, if it did not surpass, the lowest tavern. Then they discoursed on love for a time, and Alderman Dunstable, turning
back to the shy, blond young man and speaking in undertones of the utmost
clearness, gave a brief and confidential account of an unfounded rumor of the
bifurcation of the affections of Blinders that had led to a situation of some
unpleasantness upon the Borough Council. It was neither good nor bad. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. ‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. But we cannot discuss this here. He—he has rather a poor opinion of his contemporaries. “I’m so glad you’re here, Peter,” she said. "He would return my letters unopened or destroy them. Dutch; Pennsylvania Dutch. ’
‘All the way to England?’
She opened wide eyes.
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