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” Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly garbed waiter, threw open the door. He would provide the necessities of life and protect her. Very gently indeed, Alderley grasped the handle of the door and stealthily turned it. And how could I come home—when he locks me in rooms and all that?” “I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. She felt her forehead repeatedly break out in a light sweat. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque. We LIKED each other well enough. In the first place, it will be damnably dull. “I will not intrude upon you further. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat.
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