“By Jove!” he exclaimed. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. And a right set-to there were betwixt him and Mr Jarvis, I can tell you. They came from every part, from the pit, the circle and the gallery, even from the stalls. Don’t think it was anything better than fever—or a bit beautiful. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself.
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