"And, now,—to Newgate. ‘It is in no way your affair, monsieur, and you will unhand me at once. " "Pshaw! you'd do as much for me any day, and think no more about it. No, let us dine here, and then go and have our coffee on the boulevards. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. " Miserably his thoughts shuttled to and fro in search of what he knew she wanted —a love story. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child.
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