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The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its
conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose,
and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. A rock gave way to deep
water. It was a mass of knick-knacks. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud
seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the
windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly
placed cards bearing the word
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in the clear bright windows. "By George!" he exclaimed. She sat with him in the courtyard after serving him
20
spiced wine. Her new husband was pleased to watch the astonished
look on her face as tray after tray appeared on the grand
table, each better than the next. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I
haven’t had a minute’s peace. "Aren't you afraid?"
"Of what?"—serenely.
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