” She said mournfully. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. "Thames!—Thames!" cried Winifred, rushing to the window. Ah! what's that?" he exclaimed, as some one brushed hastily past him. We dine at seven-thirty.
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