For a time I must do journalism and work hard. “Dear me! I wonder what I ought to do. Wood. Not Trodger. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. He had meant to come at his business in a roundabout way, but for that little slip. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. It is so that I may marry an Englishman.
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