” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. White,” the lady in black satin remarked. Whenever Ah Cum (whose normal stride was sufficient to keep him at the side of her chair) pointed out something of interest, she had to strain the cords in her neck to focus her glance upon the object. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. This individual apparently met with some impediment to his further progress; for he had not proceeded many steps when he turned suddenly about, and darted up the passage in which Wood stood. They rose as she approached.
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