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“Of course, one lives
differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. I
——”
He stopped short. Jack's heart was too full to allow him to derive any pleasure from this scene; so
he strolled on without raising his eyes till he arrived at Kensal Green. What's the idea of the black
border?"
"My father recently died, sir. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow
satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. The girl stood with her
hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair
over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than
ever like an obdurate child.
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