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Mrs. Warren’s Daughter

CHAPTER V
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It was a weary London.
The London actors had not returned from Cornwall and Switzerland.
Provincial companies enjoyed--a little anxiously owing to uncertain receipts at the box office--a brief license on the boards of famous play-houses.

The newspapers had exhausted the stunt of the silly season and were at their flattest and most yawn-provoking.

The South African War had reached its dreariest stage....
Bertie Adams on this close September evening had out-stayed the other employes of _Fraser and Warren_ in their fifth floor office at No.

88-90 Chancery Lane.

He had remained after office hours to do a little work, a little "self-improvement"; and he was just about to close the outer office and leave the key with the housekeeper, when the lift came surging up and out of it stepped a young man in a summer suit and a bowler hat who, to Bertie's astonishment, not only dashed straight at the door of the partners' room, but opened its Yale lock with a latch-key as though long accustomed to do so.


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