“She must look forward to Italy. 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. He flung open the door and cast a quick glance round. Abruptly the sterner look vanished and she twinkled. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. ” “I know,” said Mr Manning, “I know these Dreadful Statistics.
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