"It was the story of a man, so to speak, who
had left his vitals in his native land and wandered strange paths emptily. . He drove it into her missionary style,
and though he was worried about hurting her, he could
not stop himself from thrusting into her deeply. ’
‘On the contrary. One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory
wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high
type of governess-nurse. When my father died, and we were left
alone in Jersey, I was quite a long time deciding whether I would go in for
singing professionally or try painting. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. "Well, my dear, I've a proposal to make in regard to this babby of yours, which
may, or may not, be agreeable. Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and
gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. I'll knock off at tea. She laughed altogether in her old manner. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing
whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate
claims. Hope reared.
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