He had nothing to guide
him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on
the side of the building. To her, marriage would be a buckler against the
two evils which pursued her. There is the election——”
He laughed derisively. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar,
losing his low-crowned beaver. He would sit in his inner
office and compose conversations with her, penetrating, illuminating, and nearly
conclusive—conversations that never proved to be of the slightest use at all with
her when he met her face to face. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. "A doctor? What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. She felt it
would save explanations if she did not state she had left her home and was
looking for employment. “We don’t let to ladies,” they
said.
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