" "I am not unprotected," rejoined the poor woman; "there's some one at the window. The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. Once more he was the searcher. " "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly. And it is your own fault that your husband dallies with me. "Yes," answered the girl. “Forty guineas a week. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. And, if I'd my own way with the Secretary of State, he never should. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily.
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