"I should never have been what I am, but for you. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. Manning, Lady Palsworthy’s nephew, a tall young man of seven-and-thirty with a handsome, thoughtful, impassive face, a full black mustache, and a certain heavy luxuriousness of gesture. ” She surveyed this sentence for some time before going on. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. “I’m really very sorry.
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