She was in one of her old walking-dresses, her hair was done in an unfamiliar manner, she wore a wedding-ring, and she looked as if she had been crying. Almost simultaneously they burst out laughing. “Always planning for death. Please sit down, Miss —dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet. Then he went back to his rooms and lit a cigar. ” “Every one must be experimental,” said Mr. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it.
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