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She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. He turned. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. ” “It would suit me. ” “Can’t we go down into Italy?” “No,” he said; “it won’t run to that now. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. “I may seem unduly— anxious. "'Sdeath!" cried Jonathan, staring at the breach in the wall. ’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. I believe that her ladyship is going to Carey House, and on to the Marquis of Waterford’s ball,” he added, hastily consulting a diary on the hall table. ” Courtlaw turned abruptly to Brendon.
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