“Please let me drive you home. "I'll fetch it. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel. Do get your hat, and we will go to that corner café. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. You notice that I have recently spent ten francs on a box of the best Russian cigarettes, and that there are roses upon my table.
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