He drew her close up to him with a strong, steady pull. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. "Though you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. "'Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast.
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