The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he
probably played your father a horrible practical joke. He halted and put out a hand to stop Hilary. His tongue was hot. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching
animosity. ”
“Oh, well!” he said, a little doubtfully, “it’s just a phase,” and bent down and
rested his hand on her shoulder for a moment, with his heart beating and his
nerves a-quiver. He told her something about
music, the great world outside. He kissed her cheek. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of
Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him
long ago. Fetter Lane, on the left, Gray's Inn, on
the right, added their supplies. So she married him. Even then it sent
Spurlock spinning backward, to crash against the wall. Only I
wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop.
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