After dinner Ann Veronica went into the drawing-room with Miss Stanley, and her father went up to his den for his pipe and pensive petrography. “I wonder which of us is right,” she said. “Dear me! I wonder where Sir John picked her up. I believe that her ladyship is going to Carey House, and on to the Marquis of Waterford’s ball,” he added, hastily consulting a diary on the hall table. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. God is a jealous God, and He turned upon me relentlessly. Her mind had been and was full of the thought of Capes, a huge generalized Capes-lover. Pragmar probably knew Mr.
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