“You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that
I had better not?”
He smiled indulgently. She felt she must fly before it and could no longer do so. She ought to have leapt back on guard. Give me the books. The same pale white buttocks, the
same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her
collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never
been able to erase. There he was, standing with a group of men who she
presumed to be the other richest men in the world. You'll tell me next, I dare say, that I recommended you to go and
visit his mother so frequently under the plea of charity; to give her wine, and
provisions, and money; to remove her from the only fit quarters for such people
—the Mint; and to place her in a cottage at Willesden, of which you must needs
pay the rent? Marry, come up! charity should begin at home. ”
“Oh no he doesn’t. You are different from all
the world for me. “I have had a trying evening and I need
rest.
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