She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. "At the bottom of that big envelope I found this one. I’ve got to run to get to my Study Hall. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. After all, I fancy that I shall have to apply for a situation as a nursery governess who understands French. Parbleu, but must she do this all through the house? Evidently she must, for not only could she not properly see the paintings and portraits that hung on the walls, but she was in imminent danger of bumping into the sheet-shrouded furniture.
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