They Stood Upon The Roof Of A London Boarding-House In The
Neighborhood Of Russell Square--One Of Those Grim Shelters, The
Refuge Of Transatlantic Curiosity And British Penury. The Girl
--She Represented The Former Race Was Leaning Against The Frail
Palisading, With Gloomy Expression And Eyes Set As Though In
Fixed Contemplation Of The Uninspiring Panorama.
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