Better come another morning. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. She hoped that he would at long last remember his young male pride. It was a huge stone placed there by some workmen occupied in repairing the structure. Or, if this goodlooking young fellow will only say the word, I'll go with him. They troubled no one, and as long as they did not noise themselves abroad and make a nuisance of themselves in this Protestant country, no one troubled them.
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