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” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. And my wife won’t live with me for reasons that I think most women would consider sound. But I suppose as I’ll have to wait until you can hear me to tell you again. ” The corners of her lips rose along with her eyebrows. She knew that the next time he caught her she would not be able to free herself. It was a great relief to arrive at last at that pause when she could say to her aunt, “Now, dear?” and rise and hold back the curtain through the archway. Entering London, he bent his way towards the west-end; and having some knowledge of a secondhand tailor's shop in Rupert Street, proceeded thither, and looked out a handsome suit of mourning, with a sword, cloak, and hat, and demanded the price. Coat, on the present occasion, he had none, it being more convenient, as well as agreeable to him, to pursue his avocations in his shirtsleeves; but, when fully equipped, he wore a large-cuffed, long-skirted garment, which had once been the property of his master. “It’s Ennison, isn’t it?” he exclaimed. ” “He imposed on me,” Annabel continued. He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine.
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