She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little. And, in spite of the boy's resistance, he plunged his hands into his pockets, and drew forth the miniature. E. ‘C’est ridicule. Old London Bridge. But it does not sound as if the girl that wears the name resembles either of her parents.
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