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Wood carved the
ducks; Mr. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small
edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided
in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his
own. ‘You know what I am about,’ exclaimed Melusine impatiently. The Procession to Tyburn
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XXXII. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that
up again at tea-time. "This is our last transaction together. No doubt he has been drinking for days without eating
substantially, and his heart gave out. ‘But only think, Hilary,’ Lucy protested, evidently too involved in her theory
to waste time in scolding. "
"Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning.
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