“What else was I to do?” For some seconds she stood watching him and both were thinking very quickly. ‘Then let her keep her Frenchified titles to herself. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. You shall swing for this after next sessions, or my name's not Jonathan Wild. He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him.
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