It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do. “Before I met you I was deluded into receiving upon friendly terms a man named Hill, who passed himself off as Meysey Hill the railway man, but who was in reality an Englishman in poor circumstances. It vosh plain he vent dat vay. But it was not adieu, so she promised her old nurse. God knows how you did it. She began to miss him when he was gone during the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with her. I'm crazy over music, too. "Your answer, gem'men?" demanded Sharples. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. " "So he is," returned Jack; "but there's no saying how long he may remain so.
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