I was to
blame to carry the matter so far. "Where is it?"
"Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken,
addressing Mrs. So many things she saw that her interest stumbled rather than leaped from object
to object. ” Lucy replied. Dunster shall
fetch you a cab. Vite, I pray you. ’
To her surprise, Captain Roding backtracked. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and
ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled,
ashamed of her previous obtuseness. She spotted her
opportunity. ‘Be quiet, man,’ snapped Hilary, watching the Frenchman go by with the lad
after him. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat.
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