" "I tell you what, Jack," said Gay, "I've several urgent engagements this morning; but I'll return to-morrow, and hear the rest of your story. Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger. “Home, of course,” she answered. ’ So that was it. On the day he carried the manuscript to Copeley's he brought back a packet of letters, magazines, and newspapers. On the fifth day he had ventured speech with her. Your aunt liked the pheasant. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. She tried to be casual. This spike is more than half cut through. His hunger satisfied, his spirits began to revive, and with this change of mood all his natural audacity returned. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. No, I don't, either; because——" "Well, Winny?" "I don't know what I was going to say," she added, in some confusion; "only I'm sorry you were born a gentleman.
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