. "I have," replied Jonathan. But days had now passed. " Her utterance was here choked by sobs. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. “Often,” he repeated, a little heavily. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. En tout cas, why had he not returned? She pondered the question as, later, she paced about her favourite retreat.
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