“Was I that bad?” He asked. But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. “I might return the compliment, Courtlaw,” he answered, “by asking why the devil you come lurching on to the pavement like a drunken man.
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