Mr. “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. She was silent. Capes became rigid and adhesive. “Thousands! Ugh! And found it a worse slavery. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. He would never recognize me now. What can a girl do? Somewhere at this point Ann Veronica’s speculations were interrupted and turned aside by the approach of a horse and rider. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it. The chief of these was a figure of Liberty, with a cat at her feet, in allusion to the supposed origin of the fortunes of its former founder, Sir Richard Whittington.
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