" "Very right, my love," said Wood, "very sensibly remarked. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. "If I could work as fast as you, I might afford to be as idle. ‘You’d do the same. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't take the other fifty. If only we are not divided. And yet—you millionaires should really, I think, cultivate the art of discrimination. That’s the difficulty. The women’s meeting was much more charged with emotional force than the Socialists’. Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it always returned with redoubled poignancy? Then came another thought, astonishing. ‘I never met a rat what wandered about the place with a lantern, I didn’t,’ grumbled the old lodgekeeper aggrievedly.
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