John picked it up and put it in her hands. She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room for herself. Listening attentively, he fancied he heard the breathing of some one near him, and moved cautiously in the opposite direction. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. She had never dreamed of such decadence, never imagined that young people could be so happy and healthy. She had gladly lowered her eyes as she had been instructed to in front of the fine ladies and lords, as she was more interested in their clothing and fripperies than their faces.
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