"Curiosity, I suppose," returned Jack, carelessly. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. Then perhaps I shall send for him if he has not forgotten. ” She led the way, talking all the time to Ennison. I expect company. ” She slipped on her cloak and stepped into the hansom with him. Secretly she was gratified to be assigned to the rôle of an old traveller. He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. You don't realize what you have done.
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