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"For my part, I don't think you ever quite got over the accident you met
with on the night of the Great Storm. His tongue
was more ready, his wit more keen than usual. "
He then sprung into the coach, the door of which was closed by Obadiah, who
mounted the box. Why? While the
front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of
underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as
much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back
chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?”
His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some
secret or forbidden or impossible lover. It seemed to
encapsulate the mosquito like a little piece of moonlight,
it was talismanic to her. . When he faced Spurlock, the granite was cracked and
rived; never had Spurlock seen such dumb agony in human eyes. He wore a long coat, beautifully flowered, and a hat with a turned up
brim. Be seated, and calm yourself. Her sister Alice seemed to have developed a religious sense away there in
Yorkshire, and made appeals that had no meaning for Ann Veronica’s mind. "
The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. Why? Because she knew him
in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her
vision—Sidney Carton. Old London Bridge
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EPOCH THE SECOND, 1715. "I can't help thinking of it, Sir," answered the widow.
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