All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. She could think of nothing more to say. Posts were offered to all who chose to accept them. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. I shall lose my fees and the laced coat. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. And then at the street corner she came face to face with Nigel Ennison. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another.
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