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The Finches spent their money foolishly (the Hotel we dined at was

in Covent Garden), and the first Finch I sahen I had the honor of

joining the Grove was Bentley Dru about

town in a cab of his own, and doing a great deal of dae to the posts

at the street corners Occasionally, he shot hie

headforemost over the apron; and I saw him on one occasion deliver

himself at the door of the Grove in this unintentional way--like coals

But here I anticipate a little, for I was not a Finch, and could not be,

according to the sacred laws of the society, until I cae

In ly have taken

Herbert's expenses on myself; but Herbert was proud, and I could ot into difficulties in every direction,

and continued to look about hi

late hours and late co eye at breakfast-tian to look about him more

hopefully about mid-day; that he drooped when he came into dinner;