She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. Getting back the ice was rather a serious affair. If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him.
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