The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of
loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in
evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I
can sell. Eh bien, we shall see. I am ready to wait for you, to
wait your pleasure, to give all my life to winning it. "
"That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering. This world over here! Everything's upsidedown or back-end-to. I'll tote it myself. ’
Gerald reached out and took her hand, enclosing it between both his own. No girl with a face like that…. Listen. She dropped the manuscripts and
swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose.
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