Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. “It was perhaps my fault. He turned to Mrs. He began to talk again in quick undertones that she could not clearly hear. “I do not blame him. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. No umbrella either, the sky was delightfully overcast. " "Come, my disconsolate darlings," cried Austin, "it only wants five minutes to six.
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