All right. . " "The Black Lion!" echoed Terence. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. To surrender himself to the law, to face trial and imprisonment, was out of the question. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. “And you brought her a man, I presume.
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