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Roused by the bell tolling for evening
service, Jack left the house. "
"Blessings upon him!" cried Lady Trafford, fervently. Ah!
there he stands!" he exclaimed as his eye fell for the first time upon Sir Rowland. If it was not an
actual personal lover, it still might be the lover not yet incarnate, not yet perhaps
suspected. unless a copyright notice is included. There was no mistaking his intentions this time. He
was braver than her husband, who paced and cowered in
the corners of the once-sunny Palazzo. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where
still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the
Wastrel's passage. “Then why the devil,” he demanded, “do you let
me stand you dinners and the opera—and why do you come to a cabinet
particuliar with me?”
He became radiant with anger. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’
It was a portrait.
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