A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. She spoke with fluent enthusiasm. 82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind, which he did not very well know how to communicate. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. “It is a delightful day for walking, but a great deal too cold to be standing on the pavement. " "Let me go," implored Mrs.
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