I sometimes laid away my father's clothes in his trunk. Taking his new purchase under his arm, Jack proceeded to a small tavern in the same street, where, having ordered dinner, he went to a bed-room to attire himself. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. If he had nothing to tell her, she had nothing to ask. At other times, it would seem that the sea itself had gone away. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. Long before religion and Society heard of Doubt, girls were all for midnight coaches and Gretna Green. Paris looms behind—a tragedy of strange recollections—here she emerges Phœnix-like, subtly developed, a flawless woman, beautiful, self-reliant, witty, a woman with the strange gift of making all others beside her seem plain or vulgar.
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