He continued thoughtfully. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. “I am exceedingly sorry,” he said. 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. "For me—his master, Mr. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. I can’t afford to get behind.
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