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Wood, who had
been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not
altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in
Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not
hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an
apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was
neglecting his employment. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. Pah! What a pig is this générale. He waved an arm and spoke with a peculiar
resonance. Take care of the old clothesman, and leave the rest to me. The black, meantime, began to ply his hammer, and speedily unriveted the
chains. “I am developing ailments,” she said, meeting his questioning eyes. I’ll get in trouble.
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