For a time they were very difficult. At the same time,” she added, in a suddenly altered tone, “it isn’t anything whatever to do with you, is it?” “Why not?” he answered. ” He took up his hat. Her face expressed nothing. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise.
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