Indeed, a note of weeping broke her voice for a moment as she burst out, “You know as well as I do that money was a loan!” “Loan!” “You yourself called it a loan!” “Euphuism. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. This obstacle, which appeared to preclude the possibility of egress in that quarter, was speedily got rid of. Arrived there, their first object was to seek out Davies, by whom they were conducted to the lady's retreat,—a lone habitation, situated on the outskirts of Saint George's Fields in Southwark. They WERE, she realized, acutely beautiful things. He had taken it back.
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