Part 3 She dismissed the first hotels she passed, she scarcely knew why, mainly perhaps from the mere dread of entering them, and crossed Waterloo Bridge at a leisurely pace. “Julian, please, let’s go to your place. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. “Queer letters he writes,” she said.
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