He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. Remember ——” Annabel clutched her sister’s arm. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. ” The man contented himself with a nod.
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