Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. He was an outside broker and the proprietor of a financial newspaper; he had come up very rapidly in the last few years, and Mr. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. On the left there were doors communicating with the King's Bench Ward and the Stone Ward, two large holds on the Master Debtors' side. And yet—I love you.
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