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"
Oh
,
I
’
d
forgotten
that
.
What
a
shame
!
"
she
exclaimed
disappointedly
.
We
completed
our
tour
of
the
premises
,
finding
the
rest
less
sensational
.
Then
she
went
out
to
deal
with
the
matter
of
clothes
.
I
made
an
inspection
of
the
apartment
’
s
resources
and
limitations
and
then
set
out
on
an
expedition
of
my
own
.
As
I
stepped
outside
,
another
door
farther
down
the
passage
opened
.
I
stopped
,
and
stood
still
where
I
was
.
A
young
man
came
out
,
leading
a
fair
-
haired
girl
by
the
hand
.
As
she
stepped
over
the
threshold
he
released
his
grasp
.
"
Wait
just
a
minute
,
darling
,
"
he
said
.
He
took
three
or
four
steps
on
the
silencing
carpet
.
His
outstretched
hands
found
the
window
which
ended
the
passage
.
His
fingers
went
straight
to
the
catch
and
opened
it
.
I
had
a
glimpse
of
a
low
-
railed
,
ornamental
balcony
outside
.
"
What
are
you
doing
,
Jimmy
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Just
making
sure
,
"
he
said
,
stepping
quickly
back
to
her
and
feeling
for
her
hand
again
.
"
Come
along
,
darling
.
"
She
hung
back
.
"
Jimmy
—
I
don
’
t
like
leaving
here
.
At
least
we
know
where
we
are
in
our
own
apartment
.
How
are
we
going
to
feed
?
How
are
we
going
to
live
?
"
In
the
apartment
,
darling
,
we
shan
’
t
feed
at
all
—
and
therefore
not
live
long
.
Come
along
,
sweetheart
.
Don
’
t
be
afraid
.
"
