. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the
bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. He came as an agreeable diversion from an insoluble perplexity. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as
stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned,
Mrs. ‘I hope I do
not understand you. Even the children
jeer. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt you so badly,’ he said, still meeting her eyes, unaware
that his hold about her hand had tightened a little. ‘Alcide’ or no ‘Alcide,’ there is
not a music hall manager in London or Paris who would not give you an
engagement on your own merits. You had better let me go
again. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she
would go back to the saloon. ”
“You want my body? It’s yours for the taking. Voices floated down, but
there was no sound of pursuit. There are cigarettes and
magazines in the corner there. .
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