In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. The young man was mollified by her sympathy, and flattered by the obvious attempts of several of the other guests to draw him into conversation. ” She patted his arm and wiped her tears away.
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