He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. They both listened intently. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly. You see, aunt, it’s the only possible way for me to get a good degree in my subjects, and father won’t hear of it. No matter what happened, whether the road smoothed out or became still rougher, he would always be carrying this secret with him; and each time he recalled it, the rack. “But why now? Don’t boys know that I am involved with John right now?” “That’s not the way it works, Lucy.
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