She followed Oxford Street into Holborn, and then she inquired for Chancery
Lane. Hetty, looking out of the window—she always smoked her after-breakfast
cigarette at the window for the benefit of the less advanced section of
Morningside Park society—and trying not to raise objections, saw Miss Stanley
going down toward the shops. She had need of a devoted
cavalier and Jack had proved eminently valuable. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the
coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s
shop that led to the field path to her home. We never supposed
you helped yourself to a picture set with diamonds—not we!"
"Is the guv'ner consarned in this job?" asked Terence, in a whisper. The Roof and the Window
V. It is
magnificent indeed. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. For the past four weeks
mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one
doesn’t.
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