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" "A bold resolution," said the woollen-draper. "As long as you please, Sir," answered the matron, dropping a curtsey. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. She is a stranger to you. ” He put his head on one side, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and looked at her over his glasses. Hurry to me, I entreat you. You’ve got to take what you can get. ’ A laugh escaped her. She lunched at a creamery in Great Portland Street, and as the day was full of wintry sunshine, spent the rest of the lunch-hour in a drowsy gloom, which she imagined to be thought upon the problems of her position, on a seat in Regent’s Park.
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