Manning, relinquishing his cup without answering her question, “when I hear you talk of earning a living, it’s as if I heard of an archangel going on the Stock Exchange—or Christ selling doves. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more forcibly. . ‘Not but what it was near that before Jarvis died. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape.
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