“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. ” “I don’t want absolution. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before. But her temper almost flared again when the sergeant spoke. "As long as I live, I'll never forget that dress of hers," Prudence declared. "You cannot understand me, Madam; and it is well you cannot.
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