Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption. I feel almost inclined to regret the fact. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. His high brow was what caused all the ladies in town to covet him, it radiated intelligence but also something more primal.
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