” “She doesn’t care for him now?” “Not a bit. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. ” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. She was going through a new world with him side by side. “I don’t see why not,” he answered. Perhaps you'll next inform us why you have occasioned this disturbance. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers.
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