" "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. ” “It’s better to know life than be life. She was weeping now. Thought she was a nun at first. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. ” The cabman, knocking with the butt end of his whip upon the window, reminded her that he was in a similar predicament. White’s boarding-house in Russell Square. She leaned forward and addressed him. The piece, in three movements, was short enough anyway.
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