" "With all his cunning, he may meet with his match," continued Kneebone, laughing. His eyes never left her face. "You have said," pursued the widow, "that she, who has once erred, is irreclaimable. "Often. . . She was correct, and when I went directly to the street she had named, there you were, walking into the Butcher Shop. Or, if you were about to embark upon a nautical career, here was all the information required. There is a musical programme, and we have the windows open and blinds up, and a pink lamp shade over the piano lamp—a sort of advertisement of the place, you know. Her heart in her mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression that Gosse had heard it too.
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