The woollen-draper looked at his watch. She had called the police on them anonymously. “Well?” “I don’t care a rap for all these things. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. “Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister. He could not quite make her out; a new type. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do. The age of this individual could not be more than twenty-one; his figure was tall, robust, and gracefully proportioned; and his clear gray eye and open countenance bespoke a frank, generous, and resolute nature. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry.
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