The Adventures Harry Richmond — Volume 7 by George Meredith
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insufferable drawl, 'I came over last night to hire a furnished house or
lodgings. Papa has an appointment attached to the fortifications yonder. We'll leave the pier, if you please. You draw too much attention on ladies who venture to claim acquaintance with so important a gentleman.' We walked the whole length of the pier, chatting of our former meetings. 'Not here,' she said, as soon as I began to question. I was led farther on, half expecting that the accessories of time and place would have to do with the revelation. The bitter creature drew me at her heels into a linendraper's shop. There she took a seat, pitched her voice to the key of a lady's at a dinner-table, when speaking to her cavalier of the history or attire of some one present, and said, 'You are sure the illness was not at all feigned?' She had me as completely at her mercy in this detestable shop as if I had been in a witness-box. 'Feigned!' I exclaimed. 'That is no answer. And pray remember where you are.' 'No, the illness was not feigned.' 'And you have not made the most of it?' 'What an extraordinary thing to say!' |
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