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“Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. It was your sister who
married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?”
Anna nodded. 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. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every
discussion, her contribution to the great question. The kind of man who isn’t content with
his science, and writes articles in the monthly reviews. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair
near the fire had evidently been used. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. ” John said
to Lucy. Dump and the village authorities, it
was agreed to lock up the prisoner in the cage. You cannot tell whether you
know him or not until you have seen him. “I brought a man with me who is posted outside,” he remarked.
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