Evidently in the flower of his age, he was scarcely less remarkable for symmetry of person than for comeliness of feature; and, though his attire was plain and unpretending, it was such as could be worn only by one belonging to the higher ranks of society. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved. But don’t run away with the idea that I’m hanging out for a wife at last, because I’m not. But that was all over. “Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney. How did you get into this house?’ He shrugged. I like such interviews. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. One of those hanging moments ensued— hypnotic. Finding remonstrances of no avail, he had recourse to threats; and when threats failed, he adopted more decided measures.
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