Well, my dear, it is time you stopped wallowing in your sorrows like a common wretch. " "You needn't trouble yourself," replied Thames. They entered a hansom and turned on to the Embankment. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. Buried under various ancestral sixteenths, smothered under modern thought, liberty of action and bewildering variety of flesh-pots, it was still alive to the extent that it needed only his present state to resuscitate it in all its peculiar force. Anyhow he confessed that he was a fraud. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor.
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