" He laughed and pushed back his chair. Manning, Lady Palsworthy’s nephew, a tall young man of seven-and-thirty with a handsome, thoughtful, impassive face, a full black mustache, and a certain heavy luxuriousness of gesture. "Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I. What beasts men are! I cannot typewrite, my three stories are still wandering round, two milliners have refused me as a lay figure because business was so bad. You’re a lady all right and tight, and nothing anyone does can take that away from you. You represent to me an enigma, the solution of which has become the one desire of my life. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey.
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