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The lad made no answer, but left the room. “Very sincerely yours,
“ANN VERONICA STANLEY. Spurlock had better stick to the
bungalow. And behind—
there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks
burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. The
ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where
any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or
festooned with dusty cobwebs. ’
They moved to the door, while the lady shrugged, and then seated herself,
glancing from the window into the street below, and then turning again to watch
them in their huddle at the other side of the library. She could not make up her mind
which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other.
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