He was introduced to Brendon, and a chair was brought by an attentive waiter. ’ ‘I am relieved to hear it. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. At least one of them was caught and put away. " With this, they dismounted; and fastening their horses to a tree, proceeded towards the house. Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice.
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