‘I’m on your side. The young man did not know what he was doing or where he was. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. She dived at once behind the cover of the lamproom and affected serious trouble with her shoe-lace until he was out of the station, and then she followed slowly and with extreme discretion until the bifurcation of the Avenue from the field way insured her escape. ‘It is Yol—’ She broke off abruptly, her face collapsing into an expression of acute consternation. Earles said, slowly, keeping his eyes fixed upon her, “forty at the ‘Unusual,’ two turns, encores voluntary, six for matinées.
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