Mr. ” She looked at him for a moment with fire in her eyes. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. My death, probably. He hated horizons. You cannot tell whether you know him or not until you have seen him. ’ ‘I don’t want to think it,’ he said, and she thrilled to the savagery in his tone. ” “And if you are a millionaire like Drummond,” someone remarked, “you send round a note and ask her to come out to supper. ‘That way. —Gentlemen, your most obsequious trout.
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