Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack listened, but could detect no sound. He did not care whether the stories were accepted or not. ” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. A sob was strangled in her throat.
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