An uncomfortable silence followed. I step on my neighbour's feet, return and apologize because my acquired conscience orders me to do so; whereas you might pass on without caring if your neighbour hopped about on one foot. "How are you off there, Shoplatch?" inquired Kneebone. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. Why had he offered her that kiss on board The Tigress? Perhaps that had been his hour of disenchantment.
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