A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. It was still so dark, that nothing could be distinguished except the heavy masses of timber by which the premises were surrounded; but as they advanced, lights were visible in some of the windows. “I’ll be here at one in the morning.
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