In Sight of St. Paul's — page 119: what you’re looking at

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114 THE ASPASIA CLUB. then, as a sudden and most brilliant idea struck him, a way in which this most unexpected appearance of Burnsides could be worked to his own advantage, he clutched Treacher by the arm. ‘This is the best thing that has happened to me for many a long day. Come, take me to him!”’ OK ok *K ok — OK (OK ok ‘“My dear boy, get me my cloak, and then—and then you had better say good-night, and run away.”’ The speaker was Beatrice Moreland, and her com- panion was Harry Chichester. They had but 4a moment before finished a waltz, and had retired into a tiny glass-roofed conservatory just off of the ball-room. The last year had not improved Harry Chichester either in appearance or in character. He had accepted his brother’s sacrifice, but not - without many a qualm of conscience, and, whenever he allowed himself to think of it, with the utmost self-contempt. He had kept his word, and proposed to Aileen, only to be rejected gently but firmly. This, in itself, was a relief to him. Then had come the discovery, or rather suspicion which amounted to a certainty that he was the forger, and not Tom. After a stormy interview with his father, Harry had flung himself out of the paternal mansion, but comicbooks (E(0) mi