She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side. He was—a millionaire. She was very greatly exercised by the two systems of values—the two series of explanations that her comparative anatomy on the one hand and her sense of beauty on the other, set going in her thoughts.
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