You tonic my liver and you tonic my soul. " "He's no such thing!" cried Mrs. 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. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. In vain he fondly urged his suit, And, all in vain, the question put; She answered,—"Mr. ‘Why did you kiss me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted.
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