"The Wastrel seemed to take it all right. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed. He was dressed with the utmost care, and he set his feet upon the broad walk as though the action were in some way a condescension. “He seems like such a nice boy. ” “I understand,” he said, doggedly. “Oh. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. Stir a foot, and I strike. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley.
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