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It was her distinctive test of an emotional state, its interference with a kindly normal digestion. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. She veiled her emotion by taking off his overcoat. " "Where—where?" cried Thames. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. “That’s all. Always as black and bitter as gall. At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. I have given up painting. Chapter XVII THE CHANGE IN “ALCIDE” “By-the-bye,” his neighbour asked him languidly, “who is our hostess?” “Usually known, I believe, as Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison answered, “unless I have mixed up my engagement list and come to the wrong house. “Veronica!” cried Miss Stanley, warningly, and, “Peter!” For a moment they seemed on the verge of an altogether desperate scuffle. You came out like an ant for your nuptial flight.
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