She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. " Mr. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel, skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint George's Fields. “He is a sad blunderer. " Mrs. ‘Leonardo again,’ he growled. But about his unknown rival he was acutely curious. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. ‘And then you will be obliged to remain in France,’ she pointed out.
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