He and his friends (he had at least two per class, even in Trigonometry) would make their exits as quickly as possible. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. For a few days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background. "England or France, London or Paris, it's all one to me, so I've you to command me. Why should she? she asked rebelliously. Once before—but that had been different. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. ‘First I must see Jacques, and—’ ‘No need for that,’ intervened Roding, grasping her arm and trying to drag her to the door.
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