‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. I'll be wanting my sixteen thousand. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. “Please forgive me. When I absorb a fact, my brain weighs the fact carefully and stores it away. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. “The plain common-sense of the case,” he said, “is that we can’t possibly be lovers in the ordinary sense. It had been Ann Veronica’s lot as the youngest child to live in a home that became less animated and various as she grew up. But a time will come (and that before long,) when our sex will assert its superiority; and, when we have got the upper hand, let 'em try to subdue us if they can. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. It’s not far from twilight.
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