A quarter of an hour passed. Sydney Courtlaw—Mr. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. ”
The lady in black satin appeared undecided. The brown house,
almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as
pitch in the gloom. There's a hundred pounds too
much. If you choose to
requite me by detaining me, you are at liberty to do so. "
Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and
unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise
over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence
which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his
inclinations. Asking her way once or twice, she passed
along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. ‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something
enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite
relief. The world, perhaps,
will be educated out of its idea of fixed standards.
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