At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. ” “And I,” Brendon said, humbly, “although I am afraid there is no chance for me, my errand was the same. Their conversation became stilted. ‘I do not know of whom you speak. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. “I think I can tell you something which may be very good news for you presently. He was a philosopher. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago? I told you my turn would come. . Sir John, by instinct and training, was an unimaginative person. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. He breathed a little sigh of satisfaction.
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