“I
don’t mind, of course, your seeing her sometimes, still there are differences—
differences in social atmospheres. I’ve had a headache all day. This was David Courtlaw, whose
ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards
her sex. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and,
rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower
and broad roof, immediately in front of him. It was only a few months ago that I told
you you must come to London, and you only laughed at me. Here was a hole as wide as a church-door. She silently willed him to
stop his pacing, to calm down. His smile faded.
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