They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone
steps of the flat. ” She said to him as they walked past houses
down the block. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a
moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of
Oxford. She spent a very disagreeable afternoon and evening—it was raining
fast outside, and she had very unwisely left her soundest pair of boots in the
boothole of her father’s house in Morningside Park—thinking over the economic
situation and planning a course of action. "
"How do you manage that, Mr. “I suppose, Mr. We sha’n’t hang up on any misunderstanding. I don’t think of you
as a kid. ” She had not seen or heard
from a single one of them since. CHAPTER III.
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