In any case, there was no doing anything on a Sunday and Brewis Charvill, his main quarry, had gone out of town unexpectedly. “And so you have been thinking?” her father began, quoting her letter and looking over his slanting glasses at her. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you.
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