“The very question, my dear sister,” she said, “tells me that I have succeeded. She had been forced to buy herself that pair of boots and a walking-skirt, and the pearl necklace at the pawnbrokers’ had yielded very disappointingly. The priceless things were gathered, the belongings packed. Nothing is settled upon. CHAPTER IV. The next few hours will tell. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. Least of all myself. Men in this part of the world drink to forget the things they have lost.
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