132 “I thought you wanted me—you told me so when we kissed in the park!” He cried. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. As it happens sometimes, the idea stepped down from the dream into the reality; and he saw it more clearly now than he had seen it in the dream. And would you mind hurrying a little. “Four,” Anna decided firmly. " He shook his head. The pair then descended Saffron-hill, threaded Field-lane, and, entering Holborn, passed over the little bridge which then crossed the muddy waters of Fleet-ditch, mounted Snow-hill, and soon drew in the bridle before Jonathan Wild's door.
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