She dare not risk it. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece. She was emerging from the primordial as Spurlock was declining toward it. “It’s a nice holiday. "Did you ever see the like of her?" "No," answered McClintock, gravely. There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. “You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry. Still, they bob up occasionally. '—'It's not to be thought of,' says I, thumping the table till every glass on it jingled; 'and I know a way as'll prevent it. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. “I don’t know where to go to. Ennison slightly——” There was a dead silence in the little room.
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