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The girl’s gaze met his in interested
inquiry. For the first time a
definite doubt possessed him. ”
“Come, Molly,” said Mr. ”
He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen,
seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. . She would look up, shake her head, and then
go back to her reading or crewelwork. “Tut, tut!” he said. Women are not in the world
in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. Wood set off at full speed
from the Mint, and, hurrying he scarce knew whither (for there was such a
continual buzzing in his ears and dancing in his eyes, as almost to take away the
power of reflection), he held on at a brisk pace till his strength completely failed
him. She was
dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old
embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair
flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of
silver.
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