In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. ’ ‘Do you take me for a fool, Hilary?’ demanded his betrothed. Out of all this we have struck a sort of harmony. Sheppard," said Wood, glancing round the chamber, as he expanded his palms before the scanty flame.
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