" The little girl's countenance fell. Sheila’s own waif of a husband had objected to her airing the truth, he had even gotten the nerve to bring up the word divorce. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move. “You’re not a man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. What he there noticed occasioned a marked change in his demeanour. ’ Mrs Sindlesham shook with laughter. She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "You may die afterwards as soon as you please," retorted Jonathan; "but live till then you shall.
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