” “Oh no he doesn’t. Ann Veronica brought her luggage in a cab from the hotel; she tipped the hotel porter sixpence and overpaid the cabman eighteenpence, unpacked some of her books and possessions, and so made the room a little homelike, and then sat down in a by no means uncomfortable arm-chair before the fire. In stature, he was short and stumpy; in person, corpulent; and in countenance, sleek, snub-nosed, and demure. Do you know, I am beginning to believe that we only exist nowadays by the tolerance of these millionaire tradesmen. It was a refusal of expediency, he said, and not an absolute refusal. ” “I was late. His hand flew across the paper.
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