It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. . ” “That’s horrible!” He gasped. ” “I shall do very well, thank you, ma’am,” he answered shortly. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. He knew she was out there, he could feel it.
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