" "'Zounds!" cried the executioner, in astonishment. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. I was looking for rooms last week. Miss Klegg raised the question of women’s suffrage, and he set himself to provoke a duel between her and Miss Garvice. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. Neither combatant could use his sword; and in strength the fugitive was evidently superior to his antagonist. Kneebone, or, as he would have preferred being styled, Captain Kneebone, was not perfectly satisfied with the recommendations forwarded by the applicants. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. .
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