But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. Do you see the time?” “I may come and see you?” Ennison asked, as his hand touched hers. I should scarcely have known you. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. ” “Bring me a whisky and soda, and a box of cigarettes,” Ennison answered, “and then leave me alone, there’s a good fellow.
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