No matter what the fire and force of his passion, it falters eventually, and forever after smoulders or goes out. ’ He bowed. 1715. Before he could return, Jack had made good his retreat; and, wandering about the lanes and hedges, kept out of sight as much as possible. ’ All at once Mrs Sindlesham looked across at him, a sharp question in her eyes. I hope I may never come near her. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily.
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