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“You are late,” she murmured. She was unusually soft and gentle in her manner to him. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. So here I am, king of all I survey, with a predilection for poker, a scorched liver, and a piano-player. "Mr. ” She shook her head, snapping out of her reverie. If she returns to the house from which we took her, her companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself. "Otherwise you will not get your morning's sleep. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her.
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