A woman’s shoe lay on the threadbare carpeting. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. “My name is certainly Pellissier,” she said, “but I am very sorry—I do not recognize you in the least. “You see, her sister is married to Ferringhall, isn’t she? and she herself must be drawing no end of a good screw here. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. ’ ‘And you do not know me. Then she called a hansom and drove home. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head.
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