It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. And to wish not is useless, because you have told me from when I was a little girl. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended. Surely he was imagining this picture. He spent the remainder of the afternoon looking for a friend whom he found at last in the billiard room of one of the smaller clubs to which he belonged. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop.
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