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She walked with long swinging steps, scorning the thought of buses or the tube. You see, it's like this. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. Ye gods! what a wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. There was no one stirring in the flats. "By my shalvation, boy," he added, fiercely, "if you don't take your hande off my peard, I'll sthrangle you. "I couldn't bear to see you in it. "But you've done well to trust me. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully. Against the sinister, the threatening, monstrous inhumanity of the limitless city, there was nothing now but this supreme, ugly fact of a pursuit— the pursuit of the undesired, persistent male. “I had a visit from Sir John in my rooms,” she said. "Your sympathy is being wasted. What news. “Going to visit our little friend the vampire?” “What?” He asked, incredulous.
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