She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. ‘No, you don’t. “So is Mr. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. I’ll feel fine as soon as I get out of my wet clothes. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks.
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