I'll see. Wood heard the cry. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. Instead, they appeared to be at the hygienic level of tramps’ lodging-houses. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world.
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