“Of course you don’t. Entering London, he bent his way towards the west-end; and having some knowledge of a secondhand tailor's shop in Rupert Street, proceeded thither, and looked out a handsome suit of mourning, with a sword, cloak, and hat, and demanded the price. It was long and narrow, with a ceiling supported by huge uncovered rafters, and so low as scarcely to allow a tall man like himself to stand erect beneath it. And now, my angel, that I am acquainted with your sentiments on this subject, I shall readily fulfil a promise which I made to your lamented parent, whose loss I shall ever deplore. That’s the fact of the matter. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. ’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. “When are you going away?” He asked. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg.
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