As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she
came face to face with Courtlaw. So far she had not heard the sound of his voice. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching
animosity. She was obliged, as she explained
continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular. They will insist upon a catalogue of things
one must not do, which does nothing but fill one with the greatest desire to do
them. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp
to a letter. "So, stir your stumps, Saint
Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. “You must not. ”
He was silent for some moments.
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