“I was in Paris four years ago,” Mr. Wood. “Unbelievable. Why should you wish to forget it? Unless it is that you did not enjoy it. When things are at the worst, they'll mend. I didn’t! I didn’t! After all—” For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it was the one desirable thing. He was a young man of about two-and-twenty, who, without having anything remarkable either in dress or appearance, was yet a noticeable person, if only for the indescribable expression of cunning pervading his countenance.
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