And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. ” Part 2 Capes thought. Satisfied that he had solved his difficulty, he proceeded to his room. “Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. He seemed too noisy.
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