“Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. She wanted to kiss his feet. He deserves none. Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. ‘Don’t be silly. By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. Perhaps marriage hurt. "Now stand before me, Poll. Then she had a baby and became as old as any really grown-up person, or older, and very dull. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote— would be very happy to have.
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