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Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if expecting disapproval. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. You see, we travelled second class, and we are in the least known quarter of Paris. Before it is too late. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. She laughed a little contemptuously. He meant to take her out of this room, perhaps even out of the house.
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