She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. She could not explain in words why they disappointed her or that she was disappointed. "Thank you, sir," said Spurlock, holding out his hand. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things. Her fingers rested upon his. Practically it was most of the chief interests in life that she proposed to settle in this pedestrian meditation. Upon a table, where they had been hastily deposited, on the intelligence of Darrell's accident, lay a pair of pink kid gloves, bordered with lace, and an enormous fan; the latter, when opened, represented the metamorphosis and death of Actæon. One would say she could try to —to prevent that her daughter will go to the convent. Let me lie in Willesden churchyard.
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