"Do me the favour to seat yourself, Jack," said Sir James. "You mean you were just sorry for him?" "As I would be for any human being in pain. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food.
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