"Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. . And that confounded engagement!” “Gone!” They came upon a platform, and stood before her compartment. And the grotesquest fact was that she did not so much loathe, as experience with a quite critical condemnation this strange sensation of being kissed. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend.
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