His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. ” He dared, his nostrils flaring. Perhaps you will meet him someday. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. He removed his cigarette from his lips and waved it gently in the air. As soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the weight of his affliction. "That's a good story, lad. There was none. She went on from street to street, and all the glory of London had departed.
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