” Annabel laughed hardly. What the devil is the matter, Dunster?” “I beg your pardon, sir,” the man answered, “there is a lady here to see you. Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. In after years you can return to your own country—to your friends. " A deep indignant groan followed. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. “It’s a period of crude views and crude work,” said Mr. Both these ladies possessed considerable personal attractions. “As my lady wills. Ireton, you are in league with him.
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