At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. That’s— that’s my private life. But indeed that is not at all a good description of her attitude. From the threshold she looked her accuser steadily and coldly in the face. ” She said.
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