” “I didn’t mind that little argument. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against. ’ A wary look came over her face, and Roding intervened. “He means nothing!” She whispered loudly. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all wish to marry her. ’ But she reckoned without the fellow Trodger. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. ” “Right!” he said, and hesitated, and then got up and went into the preparationroom.
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