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"I'm a woman, sir,- / I use the woman's figures naturally. / . So I wish you well, / I'm simply sorry for the griefs you've had. " / E. B. BROWNING.
OSWALD had not turned up when they reached the lodgings. A note was there, apologising for his failure, which of course "could not be helped," and promising to appear next day-a great relief to Jean. His defection had troubled her sorely, and she was thankful to know-or at least to be assured-that he was not blameable. Jean believed in Oswald as of old, loving him with the warmest love she had at command. No human being had ever yet been dearer to her than Oswald, and nothing else could equal that delight of her heart, a day with Oswald. As of old, she lavished pure gold, to receive brass in exchange.