Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. Even WITH the Censorship of Plays there’s hardly a decent thing to which a man can take his wife and daughters, a creeping taint of suggestion everywhere. He must have been following her from room to room, silent in his stockinged feet. . Sheppard! when I see her thus, and think of all she has endured, of all she may yet have to endure, I could almost pray for her release from trouble.
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