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Astonishing what an effect of distance had floated over the apparition of that bride . Was it a year since he saw her and gnashed his teeth at the thought of his own folly , or was it only last Sunday ? The doctor could not tell . He put Nettie 's note in his pocket-book , and was at the hotel door punctually at one o'clock . It was in the principal street of Carlingford , George Street , where all the best shops , and indeed some of the best houses , were . From the corner window of the hotel you could see down into the bowery seclusion of Grange Lane , and Mr Wodehouse 's famous apple-trees holding tempting clusters over the high wall . The prospect was very different from that which extended before Dr Rider 's window .