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His
wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied
was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. "
"I don't understand you," replied Kneebone, in some confusion. What'll we call him—Rollo?"—ironically. Miss Garvice assumed a
quality of neutrality, professed herself almost won over by Ann Veronica’s
example, and the Scotchman decided that if women had a distinctive sphere it
was, at any rate, an enlarging sphere, and no one who believed in the doctrine of
evolution could logically deny the vote to women “ultimately,” however much
they might be disposed to doubt the advisability of its immediate concession. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. The place was pockmarked with
window-like holes everywhere—people were always
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falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these
lookouts why she had chosen it. "Once there," proceeded Wild, without noticing the interruption, "he's as good as
in his grave. Dutch; Pennsylvania Dutch. "What poet was that?"
"Stevenson. I cannot tell you
much about it, but my bad times are over for the present. “I have noticed,” he said, “that you seem to delight in taking a topsy-turvy view
of life. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes
borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the
poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness.
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