"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. Every one looked at Anna. The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. ” They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. ” The conversation hung. Wood will be here presently. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers.
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