She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. “Yes, John. How does one get work? She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest appreciation for London, on the other. He was tall, nearly six feet, and from his stature it was clear that he spent some spare time working on his physique. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. You have been to see your sister, of course.
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