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"So you'll be going this day week?" remarked Mrs. Gabb, as she bustled in with the lamp. "And I'm sure I can't wonder; it's lonely-like for you being here in this room by yourself, and London is where most people goes to-it sort of sucks 'em in."
"Yes; people who have to earn their bread have a better chance of doing so in London."