It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. But it was now too late to turn back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured after his conductor. It was a huge stone placed there by some workmen occupied in repairing the structure. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Jonathan threw open the street-door. She’ll tell everyone soon, if only to gain herself some attention!” He cried under his breath.
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