"I had to give in to him. " "Take time to consider of it," replied Wood sulkily, "there's no hurry. A quarter of an hour passed. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. In any case, there was no doing anything on a Sunday and Brewis Charvill, his main quarry, had gone out of town unexpectedly. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. ‘Odd sort of a nun.
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