It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. He displayed a quite unprofessional vein of mysticism in the matter. . “I have not left this apartment myself. "How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. But kill me rather than commit this outrage. O'Higgins returned to town and made a night of it, nothing very wild, nothing very desperate. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. And such slight relief as I can afford should have been offered earlier, if I'd known where you'd taken refuge after your unfortunate husband's—" "Execution, you would say, Sir," added Mrs. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet.
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