She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room for herself. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. ’ ‘So that you may interest yourself in my affairs even more?’ ‘Then I will go with you,’ he offered. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. Kneebone's. Divide the money between you, and wear the ornaments for my sake.
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