Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. ‘Who is to be angry with you now?’ ‘Miss Prudence, that’s who,’ stated Joan bluntly. Wasting no time, he crossed straight to the shutters and opened them. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. "On my return, I found the window open, and the room vacant. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked.
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