“He looks as though he did, at any rate. “I doubted my luck, at least. She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. “I do not understand. To O'Higgins—for all his sordid business he was not insensible to beauty—to O'Higgins she appeared to have entered the room with the light. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper.
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