"Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper. ” “I may have to run,” said her father, with an appeal to his watch. ” He said. There is turmoil, shouts, cries, jostlings, milling congestions that suddenly break and flow in opposite directions. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. Wood. . I’m not that sort I quite agree.
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