“Oh, theories! Being in love is a fact. Presently he
heard her voice. 9. I do not wish to return to Paris. ‘I do not steal,’ declared the lady hotly. “The plain common-sense of the case,” he said, “is that we can’t possibly be
lovers in the ordinary sense. “So far you’ve got me and I you. ‘C’est à dire, I would say from my father only comes the
English. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer,
driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows
from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some
deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope
of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to
horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when
I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this
drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. He shot
at me at the ‘Unusual,’ and the magistrates bound him over to keep the peace. "
"Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?"
"The same.
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