There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. Jack's heart was too full to allow him to derive any pleasure from this scene; so he strolled on without raising his eyes till he arrived at Kensal Green. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. Only a few weeks ago there was a bloody battle on the bridge there between the soldiery and the local police. But tell me one thing I don’t understand—tell me one thing: How can you help it by coming down into the battle and the mire? That’s the thing that concerns me.
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