He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. ‘And what is it you’re to rescue her from, I should like to know. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day. She had been quite convinced that an engagement with him and at last a marriage had exactly that quality of compromise which distinguishes the ways of the wise. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant.
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