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"I haven't any answer for that; but I'm going back after her. ”
“As a matter of fact, I happen to have got a little into debt. The walls
were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of
hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own
audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place
of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid
across joint-stools. Forgive me. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found
behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose—
dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. B. ’
Footsteps sounded just outside, and Captain Roding walked in. From this spot a road, more resembling
the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the
brow of Dollis Hill. He went over his interview with her again, their
conversation at dinner-time. But there was an abiding serpent in this Eden. Look in the small hide-bound
book that he keeps in his boot. The sound
of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant
Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their
male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing.
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