‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. Maggot. “Number 13, please, cabman. But he afterwards acted upon the suggestion. “Dinner is served, ma’am,” he announced to Mrs. ‘Least of all, one who takes advantage of another’s misfortune. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully.
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