" "How does Jack bear it?" inquired Mrs. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. He had made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of taking the elevator. Mesdames Thierry and Poussaint appeared delighted to meet Gerald, and he was obliged to do the pretty to their daughters too. . ‘Why, that’s it. But it is not entirely without hope, for perhaps they may find some succour with Charvill.
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