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” “That sounds very interesting,” she answered coolly. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in Marylebone. But when she saw the car, her body filled with dread, for it gave her a bad feeling. The rear of the party was brought up by a large, powerfully-built man, with a bluff, honest, but rugged countenance, slashed with many a cut and scar, and stamped with that surly, sturdy, bull-dog-like look, which an Englishman always delights to contemplate, because he conceives it to be characteristic of his countrymen. I'll wait for you down here. The challenge gave her courage. "Yes; I speak English. You'd not know what to do without me, and shan't drive me off. 8 or 1. " The chair was then rapidly put in motion, and speedily disappeared.
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