And now she had sent Jack away. I’ll do it. He gripped the window-sill behind him. ‘They cannot be worse than mine in English, monsieur. Her features were still slightly marked by the disorder alluded to in the description of her as a child,—but that was the only drawback to her beauty. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. 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.
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