" "My conscience acquits me of all share in the offence," replied Jack, humbly. Supposing she saw the young man at dinner that night, emptying his bottle? She could not go to him, sit down and draw the sordid pictures she had seen so often. ’ He closed the panel and came slowly out of the little dressing-room, Roding at his heels. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. " Here the chapmen set up another boisterous peal.
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