"No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh. “Are you speaking to me?” she asked calmly. She had a compartment to herself in the train from London to Morningside Park, and she sat with both her feet on the seat in an attitude that would certainly have distressed her mother to see, and horrified her grandmother beyond measure; she sat with her knees up to her chin and her hands clasped before them, and she was so lost in thought that she discovered with a start, from a lettered lamp, that she was at Morningside Park, and thought she was moving out of the station, whereas she was only moving in. In the sixth center row sat an unexpected guest, his Classical Greek features stark in the yellow half light. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. “For better or worse. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity. ” She laughed gaily.
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