He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. ‘A man who is false, who steals papers, who has a plot to take another’s name, who lies to the Mother Abbess and to me, and above all this—’ her voice near to breaking ‘—one who is French. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. Some indeed carried themselves, dressed themselves even, rather as foreign visitors from the land of “Looking Backward” and “News from Nowhere” than as the indigenous Londoners they were. . He raised her to a sitting position. ’ ‘Who were they?’ she asked abruptly. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety.
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