She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. We went to the Embassy. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you.
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