“I guess I’m not the only one who wonders about your past. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. It was bad luck to go to Canongate. She was to see Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. “And you brought her a man, I presume. ” And to them were presently added a roguish-looking young man, with reddish hair, an orange tie, and a fluffy tweed suit, and others who, in Ann Veronica’s memory, in spite of her efforts to recall details, remained obstinately just “others. . ” Lucy said. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was unfeignedly grateful to him. I should like to have had you forgive me.
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