"I might return the question. And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. "And now," said Thames, (for we must still preserve the name,) "you will no longer defer my happiness. Then he got up and left her. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed. There was a hint of tears in her voice.
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