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And how he had called in at Jobson's, and seen a Boucher sold, which he

had justof Talleyrand and Sons in Pall Mall

He had an admiration for Boucher, Watteau, and all that school It was a

habit with him to tell her all thesefor long spells at dinner, as though by the volubility

of words he could conceal from himself the ache in his heart

Often, if they were alone, he ht He ht she would

let hiht to kiss his

wife Even if she hated hi by neglecting this ancient rite

And why did she hate hiether believe it

It was strange to be hated!--the emotion was too extreabond, that night-wanderer

For in his thoughts Soa Ah,

but heBurkitt, the architect, had seen

hi terribly down in the

over the situation,

which seemed to have no end--unless she should suddenly co from his wife seriously

enter his head