"Why do you ask?" rejoined the other haughtily. . At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. They were the only real marriages she had seen clearly. Here, Caliban, attend to the door, and keep the wicket locked till I return. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship. Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed face. For a few moments, Thames regarded the little girl through the half-opened door in silence. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. ‘Wait a minute, though.
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