He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. That’s my advice to you. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. ’ He glanced at the captain. " The Chinaman paused. Manning might go on now idealizing her as much as he liked. ” He seemed bored. There was no past, no future, only this exhilarating present. He halted and put out a hand to stop Hilary. And now she had sent Jack away. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times.
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