Perhaps that was the reason why she enjoyed preparing suppers at the Becks. To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock. She felt it would save explanations if she did not state she had left her home and was looking for employment. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. She looked steadfastly out. The turnkey looked round the next moment, but the manoeuvre escaped his observation. The summons was instantly answered by a shop-boy. Obeying some fine instinct, she had come to the prison in a dark veil, but she had pushed this up to kiss Ann Veronica and never drawn it down again. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. Await me in the coach.
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