“Great, Cathy. I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over
again, and it seemed awfully plucky. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. CHAPTER XXI. Jonathan shook his head. She could have kissed Cathy. ‘You don’t mind if I sit down?’
She considered him a moment, her head a little on one side. Was
it ruined?’
‘But yes, it was entirely ruined. "To-morrow it will be mine. I am a thing to be used. The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round
building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of
boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a
multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are
attached.
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