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If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half over London, she never admitted it. And a custom had grown up of a general tea at four o’clock, under the auspices of a Miss Garvice, a tall and graceful girl of distinguished intellectual incompetence, in whom the hostess instinct seemed to be abnormally developed. She would write to Gerald. "Continue the proceedings. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to be here. " "Sir," said the chief turnkey, indignantly. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy.
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