“But I’m afraid you are going to be in a hopeless minority here as regards me. “The real reason why I am out of place here,” she said, “is because I like men. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. ‘Unless he is himself a man of substance. It takes too many years to climb even a step in the social ladder. The latter began to heave himself up from the sand. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man.
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