“Julian, please, let’s go to your place. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. “Why?” “I still love you. She wanted to turn him. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth.
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