“An annuity—a sum of money paid to you yearly or quarterly through my solicitors, and which you can consider as a gift from your sister. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. You observe that I am, as usual, fairly cheerful, and moderately amiable. The voices went into his ears but left no impression of their import. She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. Had she expected to wed Valade herself? Had the fellow broken a vow of betrothal, or abandoned her? He must find out more. Wood, who appeared to be collecting her energies for a terrible explosion, "in the hope that they may prove acceptable. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. Langley is getting up, and coming this way.
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