She occupied a small sofa, a little apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and glanced about with an air of considerable unease. ” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s. Seeming to feel that this statement called for explanation, he added, ‘I been working for the sisters six month, see. . ’ ‘I do not tell you why,’ the lady uttered flatly. She wanted to cry out upon herself for the uttermost fool in existence. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes. "No. I have only just left Wych Street.
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