She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. He stood before her. "Ah!" he exclaimed, as the painting was turned towards him. ‘You have a knack of saying just the wrong thing. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up. ‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. Too much blood has been shed already. It is most uncomfortable for every one concerned. " "But, Lord, man!—don't you ever get lonesome?" "Don't you?" "I'm too busy.
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