" "It shall be, Sir," replied Ireton, bowing. She feasted reluctantly, partly out of wonder at the new function of her often elongated canines. . "I hope not. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. Anyway, I only smoke occasionally. ” She thanked him with a look and rose to her feet. ” “You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously. Ye gods! what a wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. .
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