Paris copies London. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. His complexion was as blue as a sailor's jacket, and though Mr. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one. Even her debt to him was a triviality now. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. Happy Thanksgiving.
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