THE BEACH. 
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a sea-side box, now shut up, belonging to some of the 
family of Night or Chaos, where they spent their sum¬ 
mers by the sea, for the sake of the sea-breeze, and that 
it was not proper for us to be prying into their concerns 
My companion had declared before this that I had not 
a particle of sentiment, in rather absolute terms, to my 
astonishment; but I suspect he meant that my legs did 
not ache just then, though I am not wholly a stranger to 
that sentiment. But I did not intend this for a senti¬ 
mental journey. 
