Part 2, Chapter 8

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌⁠Honestly, I don't know whether I was surprised or not. On the whole I hardly think I was. If he had produced another candlestick or jar of liqueur I think I should have felt like getting up and walking out; but here at last was something on the fuller scale. Thank heaven, we had done with broken glass and sweeping-brushes and dark blue linen blinds. We might now hope to get a little farther.

For a