“She’s going to have some sort of meal with the Widgetts down the Avenue, and go up with them. "By George!" he exclaimed. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. ” “Oh, you are strong and brave,” Annabel murmured. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring.
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