They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching. She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself. ‘Alors, what advantages?’ ‘But think,’ he said earnestly, moving a little closer. He had been back for two weeks during some pleasant weather in July. “How shall I put the question? What am I? What have I got to do with myself?. What do you say to Brighton——” Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. But also this must not go on.
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