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I got up betimes on the morrow, being awakened by Ambrose; and, after breakfast, set out with him for the Cloisters.
The Secretary was very gloomy, and brooded in his mind. Nothing worth remark fell out on the way, until we came to the second wood, when, pointing to the right, Ambrose said: