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“Does it hurt?” Michelle asked. But no; she must step warily. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. He was a little embarrassed. What of that?" "Vot 'o that!" echoed Sharples, peevishly: "Everythin'. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance.
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