His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. "But—sapperment!—I wish they hadn't broken my pipe. You will be—my wife. Quite trying of him not to be there when he is wanted. "I am glad you think that," she replied. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. And they never talked of anything at all, never discussed, never even encouraged gossip. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. "Oho!" he said. It'll be your own fault if you don't soon get another and a proper young man into the bargain. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. Spurlock advanced, the censer swung high. Her aunt arrived about halfpast ten, in black and with an unusually thick spotted veil.
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