”
They passed out on to the pavement, and the commissionaire called a hansom. You dear, dear girl. But the
free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him
sprawling into the yielding sand. "Is it
indeed you, or am I dreaming?"
"You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the
drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her
with horror. He's as nice and civil-spoken a gentleman as need be; by
the same token," she added, in an under tone, "that he gave me a span new crown
piece. "
"And what is that?"
"I have relatives not far from Hartford. ”
He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and
die away.
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