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Every care had been taken of it, as well as of himself, by the humane inmates of the house in which he had sought shelter. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails, and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded. The door opened. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. " "That I will," replied Jack, "in the twinkling of a bedpost.
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