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“You asked me in to tea,” he protested. They were talking of “Alcide,” as they often did in those days. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. "Devilish nice ham you've got here!—capital pie!—and, as I live, a flask of excellent canary. Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he could do. ’ ‘Distract me? She nigh on gave me an apoplexy. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. She colored faintly. It has something to do with the fact that my Mom had them when she was only seventeen.
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