He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. “Look, dear,” she said presently, “you can put the ten on the Jack. I expect Mr. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. Their beautifully proportioned figures and rather over-displayed shoulders attracted the notice of Austin, who inquired of the chief turnkey "whether he should stand by them during the interview?" "Oh! never mind them," said Mrs. Yet the thing hidden within her called and called.
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