" "You flatter me," smiled Sir James. "The end is the most beautiful in English literature. ’ ‘Yes, that is Mr Brewis Charvill, as you have found out for me. " The Wastrel advanced. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. She seemed to have no idea whatever of the emotional states that were becoming to her age and position. Taber and no one comment upon it. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son.
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