They trudged and talked, and Manning struggled, as he said, to “get the hang of it all. An unhappy little sigh escaped her. . I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. I’ve to collect my sword and hat, and then we must get back to London. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought. Fascination. The girls had such freedom, a wonderful chance afforded to them to go out in the wide world before making babies, it was nothing like the world she had come of age in. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society.
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