She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. ” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. This was David Courtlaw, whose ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards her sex. " "But, Lord, man!—don't you ever get lonesome?" "Don't you?" "I'm too busy.
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