She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black across the front of a high close-drawn collar. "'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed. “For my own part I have come fully now into my inheritance. O'Higgins returned to town and made a night of it, nothing very wild, nothing very desperate. He never said hello, as if it had become a personal taboo for him. But with Gosse and the woman in prison here, there is always the chance that the whole affair may be raked up all over again.
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