To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock. She looked at her flattened belly. " "Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?” She asked. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. The sergeant had not seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him. It had not tasted good since 1350. CHAPTER XX. "There!" she cried, laughing, "that'll teach you to lay hands upon me again. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again.
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