"You must take it to Sir Rowland Trenchard's in Southampton Fields. White is proud of her drawing-room evenings. He unhooked it from the front clasp. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. But she doesn’t and won’t divorce me.
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