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Certainly, it would be a difficult place for a ghost to quit, whether he were
the old Roman cavalryman whose tomb can be seen in the Temple of SuIis-Minerva,
the merry Bishop King who built the abbey, or the Woods, a father and son, who
laboured with such restrained passion upon the incomparable Georgian streets,
circus and crescent.
Jane Austen, too, would be happy to see that the shops in Bond Street are as
suave as ever, and Sally Lunn that her buns are finding happy customers, and Sir
Thomas Holburne to see that his collections are appreciated by later
generations. And surely those two spirits of the Pump Room, Beau Nash and Dr
Oliver, still drift among the tea tables, one proffering the latest gossip, and
the other his healthful biscuits.
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