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"No, sir, I don't want a blanket," said Elegant Edward dismally to Inspector Bright. "I've got all the clothes I want. The only thing I want is to borrow five shillings to get me some breakfast."

"Did they sting you that much?" asked the sympathetic detective.

"Don't say 'they,' say 'she.' And, mind you, she was a lady born, I'll swear it."

"Hold hard," said the inspector, a light dawning upon him. "It wasn't the girl who jumped into your carriage—it wasn't she who fainted in your arms?"

Edward nodded.

"And when she had gone, you found all your money had gone?"

Edward nodded again and checked a sob.

Inspector Bright whistled.

"It's my fault, my poor chap," he said. "I should have introduced you, but I thought you'd know Aberdeen Annie."

Edward did not swoon.