“You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. And a right set-to there were betwixt him and Mr Jarvis, I can tell you. I am not prying for my own amusement. She had underestimated his animal ability to sense weakness. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. I am having them to my own soirée on Monday. " "Be still!" returned Jonathan, in the same under tone, and with great selfpossession: "I can yet save you.
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