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"Oh, you casuist!" I said And I said nothing more because at that

ether at her

appearance Her clear, colourless, unflinching glance enveloped us both

critically I sustained the chill s He was some tiht position the animal passed at one bound from

profoundest slumber into most tumultuous activity Enveloped in the

tornado of his inane scurryings and barkings I took Mrs Fyne's hand

extended to me woodenly and bowed over it with deference She walked

down the path without a word; Fyne had preceded her and aiting by

the open gate They passed out and walked up the road surrounded by a

low cloud of dust raised by the dog gyratingside by side with rectitude and propriety, and (I

don't knohy) looking to me as if they had annexed the whole country-

side Perhaps it was that they had impressed me somehoith the sense

of their superiority What superiority? Perhaps it consisted just in

their limitations It was obvious that neither of theh opinion of me But what affectedHe used to precipitate hi upon s He had neglected that cere