As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. "And now," said Thames, (for we must still preserve the name,) "you will no longer defer my happiness. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same. She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. .
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