To-morrow at twelve I'll be with you, Mr. ” Anna moved softly to the window, and threw up the sash. “And now tell me, please, how you eloped from Morningside Park. You’re splendid stuff, you know, but you’ve got nothing ready to sell. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring.
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