His
baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into
decrepit Reebok sneakers. He had
not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat
dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. He knew she had
been weeping. No offence, I hope. Honestly, I never did. Unconscious of the interest he excited, and entirely occupied by his
own thoughts—which, if his bosom could have been examined, would have been
found composed of mingled hopes and fears—the young man walked on till he
came to an old house, with great projecting bay windows on the first floor, and
situated as nearly as possible at the back of St. “Look here,” he said, protruding his eyes;
“why get anything to do at all just yet? Why, if you must be free, why not do the
sensible thing? Make yourself worth a decent freedom. ”
“Of course you’re converted?” she said. ‘If you’ll have the goodness, missie, to move yourself out of the way,’ he said
aggrievedly, ‘and let us at him, we might have a chance of doing just that.
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