A cell able cell,  a lamp for me; a narro and flo bulked out of the gloom.

    quot;I s a noose out of my bed linen and ,quot; I said.

    quot;O; said t, fixing upon me wide and suddenly melanc;O. You are a woman of ;

    And il I submitted to ts  I may not o my unspoken demand, t clapped his hands.

    quot;to assuage your loneliness, madame. . .quot;

    A knocking and clattering be glides a soubrette from an operetta, -broakes me a moment to recognise tle cap, e stockings, ticoats. S sinkles as sowards me on iny wheels.

    quot;Not; said t.

    My maid ed, bo seam at trudes t delicately balanced system of cords and pulleys in the world.

    quot;e s,quot; t said. quot;e surround ourselves instead, for utility and pleasure,  no less convenient t gentlemen.quot;

    ttecento minuet, and offered me tion of s my c makes me cougs tole mirror.

    I sa not my o t of my fat on  ts palace as t. , you self-deluding fool, are you crying still? And drunk, too. ossed back umbler away.

    Seeing my astonis, t took t, polis ,  back to me. Now all I saw was myself, , pale enougo need my maids supply of rouge.

    I urn in ts footsteps patter doone passage. Meano poting une but, as it turned out, s inexible; soon s more languorously, al  sloation of fatigue, il tes separated t of tune and plopped like single raindrops and, as if sleep aken  last so sleep, I ion but to do so too. I dropped on the narrow bed as if felled.

    time passed but I d