She was
sorry for his liking her too much for his own good, but her need was too
desperate to cavil at turning it to useful account. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd,
whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. I loitered in the shop as you
chatted with the butcher’s girl. Sanguine they were not. . . She
shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. Whenever they stepped from the chairs, he stepped
down. CHAPTER XXVI
Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. I wanted John to
be proud to be seen with me. "
"Nothing," echoed Wood furiously. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room,
"that people of quality laughed so.
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