’ Grudgingly, the sergeant shifted aside and allowed her access to the stairs, grumbling to her retreating back, ‘If I’d me way, missie, I’d send you back to France where you ought never to have come away from, if you arst me. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way. The air became hot and swollen with June humidity. “I am sure you will marry Nigel sooner or later, and then all your work will be thrown away. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. "I didn't mean to give offence," replied Sheppard, sulkily.
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