" "Take time to consider of it," replied Wood sulkily, "there's no hurry. ’ Fury was in her face. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. She glanced at him. ’ ‘So I infer. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. “Earning a salary!” “You’re like a Princess in Exile!” he repeated, overruling her. Accounts were now always where he could put his hand on them.
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