In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a
tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a
dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a
typewriter. He's a nice boy, a good student. Spurlock knew exactly what he was doing, however: speculative mischief,
to see how she would act. But men are so careless, there's no trusting anything to them! However, I must
try to brazen it out. I'll have no such toast drunk at my
table!"
"It's the king's birthday," urged the woollen draper. ’
Mrs Sindlesham’s mouth dropped open. One mistress
enough to ruin a man,—two, the devil.
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