“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period. . There were the burnt papers still in the grate. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. Surely she could ignore him. "You poor child!" said Prudence. Anna watched her with curious eyes. "You must take it to Sir Rowland Trenchard's in Southampton Fields. She put a stool for him at a little distance from her own, and after he had seen the day’s work he hesitated, and then plunged into a resumption of their discussion about beauty. " "Accident or not," rejoined Sheppard; "you're no longer pall of mine. Keep up the clamour for five minutes, and I'll finish it. “I can survive on my own. “I am already so hungry that I shall begin on the petit pains.
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