” “It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. Twice he cleaned the old briar; still there was no improvement. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. “You need have no further trouble. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. These were presently joined by a regiment of foot. She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy.
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