Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. “Of course, one lives differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. ‘I can’t do that. The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. "Tom! Hey, Tom!" The Chinese cook thrust his head into the dining room. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. I wish I could get you to imitate Thames Darrell.
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