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dare say it will be chattered about for weeks. “I suppose some one makes a bit on the food,” she said. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions,
incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the
windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. You will be—my wife. She hated to leave; for this hour would be the most interesting. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon
the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. She felt terribly modern,
even sporty as the magazines declared you should be. He took his seat at the table, but leaned
forward to address her. She had reason enough to be grateful to Prudence Sindlesham
and it was not fair that this horrible feeling of loneliness should be made known
to her.
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