Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. Hogarth, and Mr. . For a moment she too had started and faltered in her exit from the room. “It is a hateful story. ” He smiled bitterly as he handed her from the cab.
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