Courtlaw, is it not,” she remarked, with lifted eyebrows. His two wives have been here. " "No," replied Sir Rowland, who appeared completely prostrated. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. I must practise what I preach. I understand. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. " Ten minutes' walk brought them to the hotel. She had decided that she would spend the next morning answering advertisements in the papers that abounded in the writing-room; and so, after half an hour’s perusal of back numbers of the Sketch in the drawingroom, she had gone to bed.
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