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  • It is a silent, shady place, with a paved courtyard so full of echoes, that sometimes I am tempted to believe that faint responses to the noises of old times linger there yet, and that these ghosts of sound haunt my footsteps as I pace it up and down.

    Charles Dickens (1851). “The posthumous papers of the Pickwick club. The old curiosity shop and other tales”