CHAPTER XXX. 1703. “I suppose I shall have to write an answer. “There have been other times,” he said a little sadly. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. But, on the bursting of that bubble, his hopes vanished with it. Say I’m out, away, anything!” “I am sorry, sir,” the man answered, “but she had sent away her hansom before I answered the bell. ” “Are you afraid?” “Only for you! Most of my income will vanish. And look, again, at the women one finds letting lodgings. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. “It is rather odd,” he said, “but I always thought that your name was Annabel and hers Anna.
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