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Grace-church Street was entirely
deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears;
or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from
under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that
I had better not?”
He smiled indulgently. ”
It was, Ann Veronica felt, at once absurd and extraordinarily right. He had shaved his side-whiskers and come over in flannels, but
he was still indisputably the same person who had attended Ann Veronica for the
measles and when she swallowed the fish-bone. He said that his life was boring and stupid without her. She would just walk out of the
house and go. “I promise, Lucy. But if only you will come I do not care. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet;
from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. He drew compellingly upon his new characters to
keep him out of this melancholy channel; but they ebbed and ebbed; he could not
hold them. . Ah, Thierry and
Poussaint, if my memory serves me. Sheppard, distractedly.
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