I did it on purpose.

I can always go to sleep when I like.

I assure you it sees one through things!" She turned away with impatience and, glancing about the room, perceived on a small table of the same type as the secretary a somewhat massive book with the label of a circulating library, which she proceeded to pick up as for refuge from the impression made on her by her boy.

He watched her do this and watched her then slightly pause at the wide window that, in Buckingham Crescent, commanded the prospect they had ramified rearward to enjoy; a medley of smoky brick and spotty stucco, of other undressed backs, of glass invidiously opaque, of roofs and chimney-pots and stables unnaturally near--one of the private pictures that in London, in select situations, run up, as the phrase is, the rent.

There was no indication of value now, however, in the character conferred on the scene by a cold spring rain.