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“I suppose, daddy, you’ve no objection to my going on with my work at the Imperial College?” she asked. He took his seat at the table, but leaned forward to address her. From the window he saw The Tigress faring toward Copeley's! Then somebody was coming? Some political high muckamuck, probably. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. " "Faithful fellow!" murmured Jack. “You know I’m old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. ” And to that, through vast rhetorical meanderings, she clung. “Is this hansom for me?” she said. She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. “When are you going away?” He asked. Just speak the word," he added, drawing the knife significantly across his throat, "and I'll put it out of his power to do the same by your second. A woman has a perfect right to choose her own husband, but Nigel seemed to think that there was something a little mysterious about your treatment of him. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her.
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