” She drove off in a little fiacre, nodding and smiling at Sir John, who remained upon the Avenue. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. How will we get there, I’d like to know? We’ve no money. "Yes; he'll suspect nothing. Sir John felt hot and furious. And now— I suppose I should be considered too old.
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