Wood and the waterman, meanwhile, proceeded in the direction of St. " "Sit down, my dear, sit down," interposed Mrs. So it was with Gosse, who had wanted to marry her. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. ‘But of course. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. It felt too good. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground.
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