The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. “When are you going away?” He asked. Do get your hat, and we will go to that corner café. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again.
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