“Talk of the friendships of Orestes and Pylades, of Julie and Claire, what are they to ours? Did Pylades ever go _ventre à terre_, half over London on a day more broiling than any but an _âme damnée_ could even imagine, in order that Orestes might be comfortably housed for the season? Did Claire ever hold sweet converse with from fifty to one hundred house agents, in order that Julie might have three windows to her drawing-room and a pretty _portière_? You see I am determined not to be done out of my full meed of gratitude. “Well, my friend, I had no idea till yesterday how closely we were packed in this great smoky bee-hive, as tightly as herrings in a barrel. Don’t be frightened, however.…
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