And if the reader can add that throughout the length of the book, during all his immersion in the author's purpose, he still had half an eye for the means whereby that purpose was achieved, no conceivable harm is done.
Miſtris reſpice finem, reſpect your end, or rather the propheſie like the Parrat, beware the ropes end.
Noiselessly the fat whoremaster glided across the floor. Jimmy Earls the brothel creeper.
The look of hurt fury which she hurled at the Bishop's back might have singed his clerical broadcloth.
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