My son wanted to marry a woman of thirty in a tobacconist’s shop. . She had expected a love story; and love was totally absent. "'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. With a gesture which was without any kind of emotional expression, the manager indicated the silent crumpled figure on the floor and gave the room number.
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