Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough. "It is your son. ” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. Thank him, not me, man. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. It was apparent, and then it faded into the quality of an inevitable necessity. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. .
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