’ She stopped, for Jack was feebly laughing. He heard the woman talking again. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. ’ She grimaced. " "Probably not. In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. " "You don't remember your mother?" "Oh, no; she died when I was very little. This moment couldn’t be better until the next moment comes. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved.
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