" "My writing! no such thing!" ejaculated the lady, casting a look of alarm at the woollen-draper. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. . Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. ’ ‘But it is a very good English name,’ she protested. Threw it out. “It’s okay. By the time I had recovered myself she had gone. ‘Gerald, what have you been about? Dorothée tells me that you were flirting outrageously with Madame Valade on Monday night. .
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