She hated to leave; for this hour would be the most interesting. Now if she sent fifteen pounds the suggestion that she had spent a five-pound note in the meanwhile would be irresistible. Now you can understand why every minute is a torture to me. “Either I want to shout,” said Mr. Prudence was the substance and Angelina the shadow; for Angelina never offered opinions, she only agreed with those advanced by Prudence. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience. She looked and felt like a fairy princess. Rumors had it he had been a looker in his youth, all long hair and chiseled muscles, but those days were long gone. ‘Let’s see now.
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