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Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. Wood scarcely knew where he was. If it hadn’t been for Professor Russell standing up for him, they say he would have had to leave. Unlocking a cupboard, he then took out some cold meat and other viands, with a flask of wine, and a bottle of brandy, and began to eat and drink voraciously. His brows drew a little nearer together. This manoeuvre was so suddenly executed that it took Abraham completely by surprise. ‘I do not know if even I can do anything now. The violence of the collision nearly threw him backwards, and caused him to swerve as he sprang. So I am already no longer the girl you knew at Morningside Park. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. We can’t even protect them from themselves.
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