But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he
felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell
violently. \"
They talked until midnight most nights. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. “Now I should like to know,” she said, looking at him with a quiet smile, “what
you are doing here? It is not a particularly inspiring neighbourhood for walking
about by yourself. . They then entered the room, which was perfectly dark. Mrs. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's
ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a
most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a
single ray of daylight. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. Well, I'll be getting this tub under way. She had pushed
aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand
at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded,
enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the
Taschhorn and Dom. ”
“I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get
some such entanglement.
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