She drifted northward from the Strand, and came on some queer and dingy quarters. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. 123 It didn’t take long. . ” “And you can’t?” “I don’t think I ought to control myself. \" Said John as he piled the papery remnants of their meal onto the tray. “No doubt about that,” Meddoes continued. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it.
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