Practice Typing

So it will walk all day, sir, whispered Poole; ay, and the better part of the night. Only when a new sample comes from the chemist, theres a bit of a break. Ah, its an ill conscience thats such an enemy to rest. Ah, sir, theres blood foully shed in every step of it. But hark again, a little closer put your heart in your ears, Mr. Utterson, and tell me, is that the doctors foot.