I am a thing to be used. “Really,” she said. Perhaps, she may tell me whose picture this is. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. The spinsters had purchased one grass-linen tablecloth; the girl and the young man had purchased nothing. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo. ” “Better say six,” Mr.
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