" "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. "I'm armed; you are not. They’re just all men, and no one is safe from scandal. But we smirk a little, I’m afraid, habitually when we talk to you. ‘It does not seem to me that you can be an emissary for that pig. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. The inner apartment was rather gracefully furnished with a thick, fine Turkish carpet, a good brass fender, a fine old bureau, and on the walls were engravings of two young girls’ heads by Greuze, and of some modern picture of boys bathing in a sunlit pool. He stopped abruptly before the apparently incurious Chinaman.
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