"My sight is failing me. ” It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and unavoidable. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. Before very long I hope to have definite work. Young noblemen ought to be indulged in their frolics.
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