” Annabel gave a little gasp. Why not? Were not his own sentiments inclined in favour of the patient? But fifty gold was fifty gold. “You will have some tea?” she asked. The day was sunny and pleasant, devoid of chill winds. “It’s—private. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. This is my last week at the ‘Unusual,’ you know. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. . Lord, I am sixty.
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