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“I promise,” Annabel declared. I need a
white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your
intelligence. You are too kind. "
"She has suffered enough for you," said Wood. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest
and earnest. "I don't know," she answered vaguely. He encouraged her to join him in his debauchery. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion
and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present
it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal
description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those
valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a
swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of
determined women at war with the universe. . "
"I'll tell you what I'll do," rejoined the other. They talked of a new substitute for dripping in vegetarian cookery that Mrs. ”
“It’s too far for the ball to reach us,” said Miss Klegg. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called
Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from
Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel,
skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint
George's Fields.
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