Taber," said the manager. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. , and go home before you have to. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. The man himself was not a pleasant object.
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