" "Proceed, Sir," said Trenchard, breathing hard. . Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. He turned round toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still. ‘Ah. “Life—things—I don’t think her prospects now—Hopeful outlook. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. It does not matter to him either way. I wish that it worked.
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