” She sniffled. ” “I MUST talk with you. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. ‘This is not a place for a man. She felt she was bound in honor to tell the whole affair to Manning sooner or later.
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