The vast ironic humour of it: he was starting on his honeymoon! CHAPTER XIX Meanwhile the doctor, upon returning to his office, found Ah Cum in the waiting room. All that is jolly and as it should be. Sheppard, who made no resistance, along with him, entered the house, the door of which was instantly shut and barricaded. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. “If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance.
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