CHAPTER IV. And lunged once more. Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor. “What night will you dine and go to the theatre with me?—and how about Hurlingham on Saturday?” Anna shook her head. “Only it is much too late for you to be out alone. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well. CHAPTER XXVIII.
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