Kentish family. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. ” He stood still, looking at her. A farthing candle, stuck in a bottle neck, shed its feeble light upon the table, which, owing to the provident kindness of Mr. He began to talk again in quick undertones that she could not clearly hear. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air.
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