” She was able to go straight to her room without delay, and she at once locked the door with a little sigh of relief. “I have brought you very nearly to my door. “When did you start?” She said between puffs. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. “I would have given up anything to see you your old self again—as you are this evening. A dovecoloured kincob gown, embroidered with large trees, and made very low in front, displayed to the greatest possible advantage, the rounded proportions of her figure; while a high-heeled, red-leather shoe did not detract from the symmetry of a very neat ankle, and a very small foot. ’ And with that he went off to the City, stern and silent, leaving his bacon on his plate—a great slice of bacon hardly touched. Look at the poor victim at your feet. Kneebone, or, as he would have preferred being styled, Captain Kneebone, was not perfectly satisfied with the recommendations forwarded by the applicants. I love the soles of your feet. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. “Yes, I remember you now. Until that was done a certain experience of life assured him that a girl is a locked coldness against a man’s approach.
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