Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be. He did not even care for his own inheritance at this place in Wodeham Water. The swelling in his limbs had also subsided. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again.
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