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Let us go up. The old woman walked before them to a door opposite that by which they had entered. They found themselves in a small vestibule, out of which, on one hand, a door led into a cloak-room, while on the other ascended a flight of stone stairs. There was nothing noticeable in the rooms above; the windows here were also very dirty, and mist floated below the ceilings.
He got out at Huddersfield too, and Pinto might and probably did see him as he passed through the barrier. The soldier left his kit-bag at the cloak-room and eventually became one of the two dozen people who patronised Lady Sybil's bazaar on that afternoon. He passed Pinto twice, and once made a small purchase at the same stall where the Portuguese was buying lavishly.
In the cloak-room, Rose and Henrietta slipped off their wraps, glanced in the mirror, and were ready, but there were anxious little whisperings and consultations on the part of the elder ladies and Henrietta cast a despairing glance at Rose. Would they never be ready?
A few minutes before the doors were open, Miss Nippett approached her, wearing, besides her usual shawl, a coquettish cap and apron. "Have you come to the dance?" asked Mavis. "I'm 'ladies cloak-room' to-night? What do you think of Baffy?" "I don't know what to think." "No class, is 'e?" "Do you know anything about him?" "I don't 'old with the feller.
Presently, out of the ladies' cloak-room come two fascinating figures the one plump and matronly, with grey hair and a capacious neck glittering with diamonds, the other a slim girl in pale pink, with dark eyes and a ravishing complexion, for whom the lazy gentlemen on the stairs make immediate and respectful room. "How d'ye do, Mrs. Van Clupp?" says one of the loungers.
Then, as they took their things from the cloak-room, he could not help sneering and saying in his brutal way: "I saw your good friends go off, all four together. It's lucky that you prefer to go home on foot, for there was no room for you in the carriage.
I was waylaid on the first floor by one of those Government Inspectors; she went with me to the cloak-room. I simply couldn't stop her! When I got there that girl, Miss Jennings, was dying, and what do you think, with her very last breath she looked me in the face, and said she 'forgave' me." "What!" Mr. Day leaned forward with astonishment on his features. Mr.
"I'll just leave the car under the trees," Richard declared. "No one will be staying late." Hunterleys unwound his scarf and handed his coat and hat to a page-boy. Then he stood suddenly rigid. He bit his lip. His wife had just issued from the cloak-room and was drawing on her gloves. She saw him and hesitated. She, too, turned a little paler. Slowly Hunterleys approached her.
Having said so, she turned on her heel and followed Vava into the cloak-room, leaving the little group of girls to whom she had given 'a piece of her mind, as she called it looking rather crestfallen. 'All the same, she does consider herself better than us, or why does she say good-bye so quickly if she sees her sister, and sit next a mistress at lunch? inquired Rosie.
Lucille is already in the cloak-room." Lady Carey rose at once, but the glance she threw at the Prince was a singularly malicious one. They walked down the carpeted way together, and Lady Carey left them without a word. In the vestibule Mr. Sabin and Reginald Brott came face to face. The greeting between the two men was cold, and the Prince almost immediately stepped between them.
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