That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. Two hours had come and gone during this tantalizing occupation. Wood's anxiety respecting the fugitive was speedily relieved by hearing another waterman busy himself in preparation for starting; and, shortly after, the dip of a second pair of oars sounded upon the river. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. Will you stand by and watch me?" The contents of the trunk only thickened the fog. I naturally want to do it up in proper style. He had, however, planned brilliant careers for his two sons, and, with a certain human amount of warping and delay, they were pursuing these. It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly. He hoped he would get to see the two suitors face off over Lucy. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment.
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