It was about twelve feet high, nine wide, and fourteen long; and was approached by double doors each six inches thick. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. This year—I’ve got it badly. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. She thought of them as fools, but had been sorry to see them go.
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