The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind. “We have been all this time—Only your queer code of honor—Honor! Once you begin with love you have to see it through. He's more like a lord than—" As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a young man marched boldly into the room. In the bad light he looked at once military and sentimental and studious, like one of Ouida’s guardsmen revised by Mr.
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