‘Alors, what advantages?’ ‘But think,’ he said earnestly, moving a little closer. It was his tall stance and his pale skin that drew him out of the crowd. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying. ‘Speak, then. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly.
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