These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming (if unavoidable) interview. It’s all nonsense. “I knew of course that you were at the Montressor’s, but I had no idea that it was a music hall party afterwards. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. Here one might live the life of golden days. Part 2 Ann Veronica Stanley was twenty-one and a half years old. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time.
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