She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. Three cars were lined up in the driveway. "It was some time before I could get him to move. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered.
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