She realized that he was the sort of man one does not think much
about at dinners. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. and Mrs. I'll
be feeling fine in no time. . ’
‘But I have told you not,’ she protested. She had
never let off a pistol in her life. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he
reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. She was the High Priestess. The two girls put on shoes and started walking
towards the north side of town. Sheppard's dress—extremely
neat and clean, but simply fashioned, and of the plainest and most unpretending
material,—offered nothing assailable; and her demeanour was so humble, and
her looks so modest, that—if she had been ill-looking—she might, possibly,
have escaped the shafts of malice preparing to be levelled against her.
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