Or was that perhaps because his business in Piccadilly the other day had
gone awry? Perhaps Brewis Charvill had not welcomed him with open arms. She had started wearing the dresses he bought for her,
the white and blue shift he said, “brings out the color in
your eyes”. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of
tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. She forgot Anna’s
sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened
upon her sister’s shoulders. Or I should say—’
‘Eugenia,’ cut in Gerald grimly. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper,
drawing his chair closer to hers. It tore
her apart. Surely his calculated desire to sit near her
meant that his attention had surely been brought from its
normal diversions into her realm. “Don’t you know?”
“Oh! I know—”
“Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. "I eat
for both.
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