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Mr Jackson glanced over his shoulder to say to the sad butler: "Perhapsthat saucejust a little, after all--"; then, having helped hi for a house She et a divorce," said Janey boldly

"I hope she will!" Archer exclaimed

The word had fallen like a bombshell in the pure and tranquil at-room Mrs Archer raised her delicate eye-brows in the particular curve that signified: "The butler--" and the youngsuch intimate matters in public, hastily branched off into an account of his visit to old Mrs Mingott

After dinner, according to i silk draperies up to the drawing-rooentlemen sraved globe, facing each other across a roseork-table with a green silk bag under it, and stitched at the two ends of a tapestry band of field-flowers destined to adorn an "occasional" chair in the drawing-rooress in the drawing-room, Archer settled Mr Jackson in an armchair near the fire in the Gothic library and handed hiar Mr Jackson sank into the arar with perfect confidence (it was Newland who bought the his thin old ankles to the coals, said: "You say the secretary et away,her a year later, then; for soether"

Newland reddened "Living together? Well, why not? Who had the right to make her life over if she hadn't? I'm sick of the hypocrisy that would bury alive a woe if her husband prefers to live with harlots"

He stopped and turned away angrily to light his cigar "Wo a discovery of which he was too irritated to measure the terrific consequences

Mr Sillerton Jackson stretched his ankles nearer the coals and emitted a sardonic whistle

"Well," he said after a pause, "apparently Count Olenski takes your view; for I never heard of his having lifted a finger to get his wife back"