She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. “I don’t think you see,” she replied, with tears on her cheeks, and her brows knitting, “how it shames and, ah!—disgraces me—AH TISHU!” She put down the tray with a concussion on her toilet-table. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived. He opened the door of still another room, in one corner of which was a grand piano.
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