’ For a moment he looked daunted. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. “My dear Annabel,” she said, “this is delightful, but I thought that it was forbidden. ‘Don’t put me at the necessity of marrying the abominable little wretch. "I haven't worn anything else in weeks. She knew that to expect more now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything. She was weeping now. But if you wish to do old Wood a friendly turn, you may bring his wife. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. The young man looked at her.
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