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There are no funerals among the poor, only burials. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. “I truly am a vampire, John. Moreover, he's a Yale University man, and he'd be good company. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. Don’t be late if you can help it. ” “Perhaps I don’t. " "Never mind," said the old sailor, taking up a piece of blazing coal with the tongs, and applying it to his pipe; "let 'em try. But—he was cleverer than any of you. Will I meet you there?’ ‘Yes, yes, I shall await you. " "Others may, if you won't," muttered Jack, retiring. The concourse extended along Giltspur Street as far as Smithfield.
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