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A TETE-A-TETE SUPPER.
Tavernake caught her up in New Oxford Street and fell at once into step with her.

He wasted no time whatever upon preliminaries.
"I should be glad," he said, "if you would tell me your name." Her first glance at him was fierce enough to have terrified a different sort of man.

Upon Tavernake it had absolutely no effect.
"You need not unless you like, of course," he went on, "but I wish to talk to you for a few moments and I thought that it would be more convenient if I addressed you by name.

I do not remember to have heard it mentioned at Blenheim House, and Mrs.Lawrence, as you know, does not introduce her guests." By this time they had walked a score or so of paces together.