His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. Go away now, there’s a good lad. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. Least of all myself. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. I hope you won’t mind if I say first that I think it does me an extraordinary honor that you should think of any one like myself so highly and seriously, and, secondly, that I wish it had not been written. For the first time that day, she was finally able to look into his face.
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