And look, again, at the women one finds letting
lodgings. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. Anna looked at her, startled. As for me, I look twice at it. Ann Veronica, after a last
survey of the dinner appointments, followed him, rustling, came to his side by
the high brass fender, and touched two or three ornaments on the mantel above
the cheerful fireplace. . . After a brief conversation, which Sheppard
sustained with his accustomed liveliness, the old man turned to Bess and
addressed a few words of common-place gallantry to her. She wondered wildly why she had stood up. “In the end,” it seemed to be thinking, “they embalmed me
with the utmost respect—sound spices chosen to endure—the best! I took my
world as I found it. Ann Veronica felt no repulsion at the prospect.
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