"I thought as much," continued Jonathan. He watched her, savoring her curious attention. Thus, in a few minutes, had this happy family been plunged into the depths of misery. John, he was between me and the door. I get the worst headaches. By this time, she had so far succeeded in calming herself, that she answered the greetings of the neighbours whom she encountered on her way to the sacred edifice—if sorrowfully, still composedly. He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. She felt that she became more familiar with the floor during the time that he stayed than with any particular person. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. “I’m inclined to think, Stanley, myself that as a matter of fact it was the expurgated Romeo and Juliet did the mischief. Though meant to produce a totally different effect, the narrative seemed to excite the risible propensities rather than the commiseration of his auditor; and when Mr. White said slowly, “it depends a good deal upon what rooms you have.
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