They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. Lucy was silent. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. Before many minutes elapsed, he had picked a large hole in the plaster, which showered down in a cloud of dust; and breaking off several laths, caught hold of a beam, by which he held with one hand, until with the other he succeeded, not without some difficulty, in forcing out one of the tiles.
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