“Young lady! Are you sure you’re of legal age to be smoking those cigarettes?” “No, I’m not of legal age. ’ He bowed and indicated the open door at the back of the hall. Their conversation hung. If not, I have plenty to think about,” she answered, leaning back in her chair, and watching the smoke from her own cigarette curl upwards. His hug became an embrace. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. He was dressed immaculately in a suit of heavy Shantung silk. Come close to me, and let me hold your hand, dear.
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