William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose
place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop
had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. “I can sing the songs ‘Alcide’ sang, and
in the same style. Wood. ”
Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly
garbed waiter, threw open the door. “You yourself have decided that—apart from the
question of Annabel. On the contrary, his glass was never idle, and finding it not filled quite so
frequently as he desired, he applied himself, notwithstanding the expressive
looks and muttered remonstrances of Mr. “Am I becoming reasonable or am I being tamed?
“I’m simply discovering that life is many-sided and complex and puzzling. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five!
“A glittering wilderness of time
That to the sunset reaches
No keel as yet its waves has ploughed
Or gritted on its beaches. I’ve had a lot on my mind. ’ With an unexpected flush of pleasure,
he recalled the girl’s antics. It did affect the business
that they all argued badly and were egotistical in their manners and inconsistent
in their phrases. She never had been much of a looker,
but she had stopped worrying about such things long ago.
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