One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance. Dump popped his head into the cage. The light disappeared. "You base ingrate," she added, in a whisper, as she flounced past Mr. "Yon's a dear man," said McClintock. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. ’ ‘So I see. The fashions of the day have become antiquated. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. Good-bye.
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