. ” “But I didn’t lose it that way, did I?” She grew hysterical. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. I consented to become Mrs. The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. A girl—at my age—is grown-up. The latter were saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found standing on the morrow. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole.
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