"You soon shall," rejoined Sheppard. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. I had consecrated my life to His Work; and I took the primrose path. So proas loaded with nuts were always landing on the beach.
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