It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. ‘And so?’ she asked. " "No doubt," he replied. The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone.
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