The prostitute’s attack was predictable, typical. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. . "Try!" Enraged at the assurance of his mistress, the woollen-draper endeavoured to carry his threat into execution, but all his efforts to remove her were unavailing. . ” “What ball?” The question was rhetorical. " "I had to. She remained stonily in the middle of the hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever. It’s true. “And where are YOU going?” he said.
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