"To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. Mr. She came along with the fluttering assurance of some tall ship. “Maternity,” she said, “has been our undoing. No, let us dine here, and then go and have our coffee on the boulevards.
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