And most positively he could not bear the prospect of seeing her pass out of his life.

He had been through that experience once, when his hat blew off in the Tube; and he did not wish to repeat it.
"Of course you've got no _home_!" she said reflectively, with such compassion.

"Suppose you come down and just have a little peep at mine ?" So that evening, a suitably paired couple chanced into the fishmonger's at the corner of Werter Road, and bought a bit of sole.

At the newspaper shop next door but one, placards said: "Impressive Scenes at Westminster Abbey," "Farll funeral, stately pageant," "Great painter laid to rest," etc.
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