“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying. Her eyes followed him. There, that sounds frightfully involved, doesn’t it, but perhaps you can make out what I mean. The dusky obscurity of the room was twice welcome. You can do anything you please. A thousand dollars is a lot of money for an author to earn. Catch him, she begged silently. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse.
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