She sat herself upon the bed. It was bare of any furnishings. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. ‘Yes, I thought you’d say that. Bach?” They unanimously said yes. She tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. ‘No, no, Jacques, you have done very right.
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