His expression became pained. THIS, this glissade, would be damned scoundrelism. So the talk went on. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be. She swallowed hard. Hitherto in the world’s history there had been precursors of this Progress at great intervals, voices that had spoken and ceased, but now it was all coming on together in a rush. So, when I tell you she loves you, I know.
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