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As she neared the bottom of the dip in Piccadilly she saw a woman approaching her from the opposite direction—a tall woman who at the first glance seemed altogether beautiful and fine. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. They hunted up shady nooks and went to sleep; but promptly at four they would be at the office, ready for barter. Why, there's another party on the stair-head inquiring arter scullers; and, by the mass! they appear in a greater hurry than any on us. ‘You should be. I love my husband. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour.
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