I made her my unwilling confederate. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. She turned her eyes to him again, and saw her late friend and pleasant and trusted companion, who had seen fit suddenly to change into a lover, babbling interesting inacceptable things. ‘Imbecile. You must not, however, accompany me, Jack.
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