Sheila’s own waif of a husband had objected to her airing the truth, he had even gotten the nerve to bring up the word divorce. ’ She seemed to recollect herself suddenly. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. Not the explosive vigour of the north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them triumphantly. ‘Because I love you. . ’ ‘Pah! One little kiss, voilá tout.
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