He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. It was as though he were personally aggrieved. He never appears to so little advantage as when speaking of him. But when he looked again, there she was! "I don't understand," he said, finally. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. ” “With you!” “And as for your people?” “They don’t count. " "I see. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. You are not with the Kent militia, are you?’ ‘West Kent, yes.
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