“Eight, Cavendish Square. I don’t think you understand. A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. ‘I have not asked for this trouble from anyone. Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. Ever since he came here, three months ago, he has been the life and soul of the place; and now the death warrant has arrived, instead of being cast down, as most men would be, and as all others are, he's gayer than ever.
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