Pancras,” she directed, promptly. CHAPTER I. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. ” She said to him as they walked past houses down the block. "Why came she here?" "She could not resist the hand of fate which drew her hither," replied Sir Cecil, mournfully. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut.
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