Mrs. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of
his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed
moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. You must
think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. During her school days, especially her earlier school days, the world had been
very explicit with her, telling her what to do, what not to do, giving her lessons
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Foundation as set forth in Section 3 below. The house had in fact been converted into a convent,
but the fact could not be advertised, not even in the Catholic enclave that existed
in this part of town. "Enough!" rejoined Wild; "he shall not return. ” His voice conveyed studied moderation. ” She felt his heart warming
the small room like a radiator. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan.
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