Yesterday!—who cared? To-morrow!—who knew? "Porpoise," she said, touching his hand. She answered in whispers, for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the partition within a yard of him. The crowding impressions of the previous weeks seemed to run together directly her mind left the chaotic search for employment and came into touch again with a coherent and systematic development of ideas. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. Wood. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested.
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