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” “Not exactly. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond. Queer world. ” “And if you are a millionaire like Drummond,” someone remarked, “you send round a note and ask her to come out to supper. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. He was asleep when Jonathan entered, and growled at being disturbed. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. He had not addressed to her even the most ordinary courtesy of fellow travellers; she doubted that he was even aware of her existence. “I expected you this morning,” he said. He stood up abruptly and went to the window. He had been abusing them for a long time when I arrived. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. Jonathan threw open the street-door.
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