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Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. " "My turn comes before yours, Sir," interposed his better half. And yet, as she rose slowly to her feet and stood looking at him with outstretched hands, a strange mixture of expressions shining in her wonderful eyes, he realized in some measure the strength of her determination, felt the utter impotence of anything which he could say to her. It is the bottom of the cup, where all the dregs appear to settle. In their happiest times, he was the most faithful and devoted of husbands. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. " "It came from Lady Trafford's jewel-box. He knew not what to say, or what to do; and his confusion was increased by the threatening gestures and furious looks of the ruffians in his immediate vicinity. Luckily, Sir James was so much engrossed by his own task, that both the remark and gesture escaped him. F.
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