Wood, at Dollis Hill —" "Let me have one," said a carpenter, who was passing by at the moment,—"Mr. Griffin. ” She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard spring green and almond blossom. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. "You don't recollect me, I presume?" premised the stranger, taking a seat.
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