He lunched in the Legal Club in Chancery Lane, and met Ogilvy. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. ” “Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven then,” he decided. The young man desperately ill and the girl taking care of him! Of course, there could be only one ending to such a bout with liquor, and that ending had come perhaps suddenly but not surprisingly.
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