It was hard to part with romance, but she had never thirsted so keenly to go on
with her University work in her life as she did that day. . Why? Because she knew him
in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her
vision—Sidney Carton. The library was on the ground floor, Melusine recalled from the previous visit,
for she had searched through a desk in a room filled with bookshelves of leatherbound volumes. “I’m a big boy, you know. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go
into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to. Rather a magniloquent term, perhaps, but what
else am I to say? One of these is that the most absolutely selfish thing in the
world is to give way to depression, to think of one’s troubles at all except of how
to overcome them. ”
Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. ’
‘Comment? But already he has made this visit—in town.
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