‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. No mother would have sent her daughter into the world with such a wardrobe. " "Not quite, I hope," rejoined Sheppard. “Oh, I am lonely,” she moaned. The room they were in was a sort of closet, with the door locked outside; but this was only a moment's obstacle to Jack, who with a chisel forced back the bolt. He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of hallways that towered over her in their grayness.
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