For it cannot be that this Jarvis will leave the house to my father. The whole incident was so unexpected that neither Courtlaw nor Brendon were awaiting. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. He was accompanied by a young man of about seven-and-twenty, who carried his easel, set it in its place, laid the canvass upon it, opened the paint box, took out the brushes and palette, and, in short, paid him the most assiduous attention. "Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. Under happier circumstances nothing would have given me more pleasure than to have offered you a home with your sister. She was practically an outcast, she had not even the ghost of a plan as to her future, and she had something less than five pounds in her pocket.
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