” Mr. Sydney Courtlaw, live here, please?” Anna asked him. Easily. " "Well, well—wait awhile," returned Quilt; "his lordship won't forget you. . Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his inclinations. Not conceiving that his sister—feeble as she was, and yielding as she had ever shown herself to his wishes, whether expressed or implied—would depart without consulting him, he was equally surprised and enraged to hear the servants busied in transporting her to the carriage. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination. “I suppose you’re like the rest of them. He took his seat at the table, but leaned forward to address her. It was perfectly legitimate.
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