I’ve got no feminine class feeling. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. The commissionaire smiled. Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer functioned in the accustomed groove. You notice that I have recently spent ten francs on a box of the best Russian cigarettes, and that there are roses upon my table. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. He sounds to me like a soldier of fortune. But I know very well that that word will never be spoken. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat.
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