There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite
strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. “I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my
wife of some trouble in which you find yourself. “Happened! Oh, many things,” she declared indolently. I’m
turning into a big fat cow. You have watched
all the uncouth creations of my brain come sprawling out upon the canvas, and
besides, we have been companions. ”
“That’s the comfort of you. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. The party, then, sat down to a bowl of punch; and, at its
conclusion, Captain Kneebone regretted that an engagement to spend the
evening with Mrs. Even though the individual faces of her audience were not
to be singled out, she had been conscious from the first moment of her
appearance that something was wrong. S. . ”
“An appetite like yours,” he said resignedly, “is fatal to all sentiment.
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