‘You are stubborn like a mule. ’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. The leg and wing of a duck were disposed of by this gentleman in a twinkling; a brace of pigeons and a pound of steak followed with equal celerity; and he had just begun to make a fierce assault upon the eggs and ham. He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. For a time she promenaded the room.
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