No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. Once before—but that had been different. Sheppard stopped him. Rousing himself, he went to the door. " "So I've found out the way to move her," thought the carpenter; "those tears will do her some good, at all events. I’m going up to London with the Widgetts to that ball.
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