Her hair was the one part of her that did not
exude the air of wealth. . “More than that, he arrived to-day at the
boarding-house where I am staying, greeted me with a theatrical start, and
claimed me—as his wife. He met her eyes with his fiery
black gaze. “I am sorry,” she said, “if you find the likeness unsatisfactory. His business
has thriven; legacies have unexpectedly dropped into his lap; and, to crown all,
he has made a large fortune by a lucky speculation in South-Sea stock,—made it,
too, where so many others have lost fortunes, your humble servant amongst the
number—ha! ha! In a word, Sir, Mr. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her
sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. Very central in Miss Miniver’s universe were the Goopes. The stranger with
a bow returned to his table. So long as a man behaves himself, I can't refuse him liquor.
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